My Words In Her Mind: Cold Polished

Can't Bring Back Time. Like Holding Water In Your Hand.

I Am A Worker, A Tombstone Mason, Anxious To Pleace Averyburies And Jully Glad When Christmas Comes His Once Ayear.

And Jesus Was A Jew Too. Your God. He Was A Jew Like Me. And So Was His Father.

He Drew Forth A Phrase From His Treasure And Spoke It Softly To Himself: A Day Of Dappled Seaborne Clouds.

They Lived And Laughed And Loved And Left.