|O ... M ... GOSH!|
I actually succeeded in publishing my fairy tale
I am sooooo proud of myself!
Being a complete (and I mean TOTAL)
I still managed to DO IT!
(Admittedly, it's not a purrrrfeKt job,
but hey ...
it's my first attempt!
I'm sure(?) I'll get better with each
new work I publish!
(Hopefully, the correKt answer is *right*! ;)
Please go to Amazon and check it out?
At $2.99 a copy, I shall be rich rich rich
in no time at all!
(Meanwhile ... um ...
couldja lend me 5 bucks?)
|I Used To Know ...|
I used to know the Wind's real name
And where she came from, when she came -
She'd trim the wings of sailing boats
In billowed swirls of petticoats,
Or toss her hair and leaves would fly
Like flames across a cobalt sky.
Sometimes at night she'd stamp and weep
And wake me from my nested sleep,
Or part the dragon-clouds and spill
Bright stars across my window sill,
Then dance through trees, from bower to bough,
And where she went,
I used to know ...