by Carl Sandburg
MY people are gray,
pigeon gray, dawn gray, storm gray.
I call them beautiful,
and I wonder where they are going.
Having fun blogging with friends
A creative miscellany of mythic fantasies
Hoping to make the world more beautiful
get outdoors; find inspiration; discover yourself
"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"
Two Baby Boomers Talking with Buddha
"Thoughts and matters"
It's a writers world, a world that seeks to explore and entertain
Let the light in!