When you write you lay out a line of words . . .the line of words is a hammer . . .the line of words feels for cracks in the firmament . . .the line of words fingers your own heart . . .you wield it, and it digs a path you follow (Annie Dillard, The Writing Life)
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Celebrate Me Home
I'll be home in one week!!!!
I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE MY FAMILY!!!!!!!!
Home for the holidays,
I believe I've missed each and every face,
Come on and play my music,
Let's turn on the love light in the place
It's time I found myself,
Totally surrounded in your circles. . .
Oh, my friends
Please, celebrate me home,
Give me a number,
Please, celebrate me home
Play me one more song,
That I'll always remember,
And I can recall,
Whenever I find myself too all alone,
I can sing me home.
~Kenny Loggins
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