Mebby… My bebby… Will come home for a while…. She’ll step off the running wheel And I can have as well as feel Her presence and her smile….
OK,OK, so LJ is a great way to express myself without fear of the editor’s pencil, but one DOES like to see one’s name in print, too, so the regular exercise of sending articles here and there and hoping for a “yes”…and sadly counting the “no”s….
I have been swimming quite regularly for over a month now, and yesterday, a little kid asked me, “Why do you always swim the backstroke?”
I was listening to some lyrics and I found my eyes watering with emotion. I realized that I am culturally “allowed” to let my eyes water at the sight of a baby, a beautiful moon- or sun-rise, at the sound of a long-loved song, on reading a beautiful poem…but men aren’t.