Words can not express how I felt while watching The Silent Twins. So to read Junes work. For you to have added more of her heart, words and soul to a revised version, only speaks values to the number of people this story has touched. Thank you for sharing
2003 Summer in Toronto..in your direction she caught great reflection, so much to share that she mayve forgot to mention....things she wishes she could mention now, this autumn octobre in two thousand three,...wow ...the stars aligned at times,whilst other times danced in disarray...always fleeting,attention spans for meanings...as the crying cats almost very majestically, call us for their prey...off to feed the crying cat's... please dont forget that day
I will get to the envelope that meant so much to me, compelled by heart, I see it has its own pace in which it beats, when I remember you..constellations fill the air,...atrophy and entropy and time that's said to just fly..the older I get my eyes shine brightest when I cry...Barbara Jane ...she's in love again, or for the very first time..to her,all she wants from you is to walk down the lane..path..passionate to be the bride of Christ, precious Lamb of God, aisle to his alter..beautiful is he..mercy and grace I pray find you, and in his book, your name.
This was written back in 1982, when most cola was loaded with sugar! It’s alright now with diet and max, but back then probably a one way ticket to diabetesville!!!!
