This is my life. Sometimes shown through the eye of my camera phone, and sometimes not. I'll talk running, gadgets, music, and whatever else I stumble on to

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Autumn Morning


These chilly autumn mornings always seem so drab
Why can't we just grow summer in a lab?
It's that last thread of my sanity I find hard to grab
And makes me crawl into my shell like a lowly hermit crab

photo and poem by:
J. Mendoza

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