Monday, September 3, 2007

The Singing

I woke up in a dark forest, to the sound of someone singing softly. You were sitting high on a tree up above, like a bird. Watching. Waiting. Singing. I listened.

4 comments:

Tambomama said...

I LOVE THIS,IT'S LOVELY!!!

Miss Philosophy said...

If you're happy and you know it clap your hands...if you're happy and you know it clap your hands...if you're happy...

Anonymous said...

I'm still waiting for you to listen. Please be expected. I have a lot to say.

Anonymous said...

Today I thought I saw you three different times. In ghosts that mimicked something i've never defined.