A book, a glass of wine... .
quiet night
only the rocking chair's squeek
a new page
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
Monday, January 9, 2012
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nice one;
sqeek of your rocking chair
fills
the room
much love...
Sounds like a pleasant evening.
Good book?
what is it about? is it scary? does it make you chair rock harder? love this love books
What a lovely way to pass an evening, D. I can hear the repetitive squeeks. :)
Magyar, du Lieber,
das gefällt mir wieder, lässt Bilder spiegeln in Gedanken...
von Herzen
Rachel
I would say this is a wonderful way to spend the night!
Very nice!
a book of verses, I trust.
old rockin chair got you?
nice thought M
john
love it. my mind is on 'squeek'
A super observation, Magyar...
warm winter day
I may listen
to the chair
Fine haiku, _m!
Gillena... love your -echo-!
__Sandy, summer nights on the deck.
Lorraine... any -old- book!
__K, squeeks, & the mosquito slaps.
Rachel... I'm honored!
__Margie, Summer nights @ our pond.
Bill, Kerouac?
__John, I just love my ol' chair.
Nana, I hear it now!
__Frank, 'twas "Dim Light" thought.
Rudi, Summer or Winter the squeek.
I thank you all! _m
Sounds like my night! :) I just shared with another friend how much I love this time of night...my quiet time after my children are asleep and I can finally take a deep breath and relax. The wine doesn't hurt either. Ha! Thanks for your kind words on my blog. I've missed you all as well. I left a note there...for you and everyone. :) I'll be writing again soon. Best wishes!
-Kristin
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