kate street
patch a quilt of resonance
& display harsher tones
if then
& if so, then
an arching four by four,
a casual glance at what will come
& what will kick the wind at
a crooked eye or teeth
a margin of thin
she clear would land
Today is my beautiful daughter Kate's sixteenth birthday; sweet sixteen or surly (she says it depends on her mood)? Sixteen years old as of 4:30 this afternoon. Does this officially make me an old guy?
Thursday, January 04, 2007
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Yep, sorry, old... 'course you're only as old as you feel... oops, sorry there too...
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