
(c) Singleton 2006
Page 148 From My Journal
SOLD TO A BEAUTIFUL SOUL
This is what Sunday Morning looks like,
feels like,
sounds like.
Listening between the lines.
Running.
Falling.
Drenched.
"In the end, peace wins" until then, take my hand and enjoy the road trip.... We're goin' on a hippie parade.... Art, poetry, and all that hoo~hah...