Sunday, March 24, 2013


on this wintry spring day, when I long for the dance of a warmer spring,
I read this and somehow it felt appropriate ...

" .... memories - they are all the aged have. The young have hopes and dreams, while the old hold the remains of them in their hands and wonder what has happened to their lives."

The Gift of Rain
~ Tan Twan Eng

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