March 13, 2014

No More



Even the greatest of silences can be delightfully interrupted by the ringing of bells, or the rolling of thunder off in the distance, or perhaps the sound or leaves flapping in a lazy summer afternoon breeze. Time passes, days go by and we age, and hopefully we learn. One drink, two drink, three drink, four; we have to learn when to say no more. People come and go in and out of our lives. A swimming pool on a warm day is to be enjoyed, but eventually we want to get out. All things change.

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