Sunday, January 6, 2013

Old Friends, Butterscotch, and Love....

We sort of remember them....
out of the corner of one of our eyes...
way back in the recesses of the folds of eyelid and skin....
Sort of...
It's like taking a photo...
It's blurry...out of focus....
but THERE....
And we try, albeit fruitlessly, to bring the old photo into focus....
But alas.....
we fall onto our ass.....
while chewing on a butterscotch treat....
Did I mention the butterscotch ?
It, too, is out of focus....Brown, Chewy, but not SHARP and CLEAR....
And Suzie is "nursing" today....ALL day...
way yonder in Tualatin...
So....there's nobody to ask....
We've got to summate all by ourselves....
wrapped in a cocoon of Cyber Space and potential LOVE....
And that's all I got.....


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