Sunday, July 19, 2009

Where poetry hides for me

A dusty old couch

The good old family car

A toy that my cat once played with

A rusty old bike

A worn out soccer ball

By:James

2 comments:

  1. Ah.. the old family car. I remember well the brown Mercury Comet that took us to Disneyland in 1988. The vinyl seats would get so hot that we had to lay several layers of towel before they we could sit down.

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