Hardly Evil at All

I bet if you took all the evil people in the world and laid them end to end (but not in any dirty kind of way), you would be surprised to find that not one of them was Me.

Monday, January 20, 2014

The other old new house (more true stories that I wish weren't)

She started crying quietly as she stared out the window at our little house that we had to give up because of a predator. 
Our poor house, she wept, as I drove slowly down the dark drive, past the house we had loved and called home for eight years,  obscured now by broken down vehicles, old toys, and trash.
What warm light through yonder windows shone when she was ours...

Epitaph:
Here lie the ruins of
what once we called Home.
Crowded, yet empty now,
because the light has all gone.

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