Thursday, November 1, 2007

Sadness is beaten with a crutch
until it is molded and shaped
into perfection.


Anna said...

You paint such fantastic and acurate pictures with these.

writerwoman said...

Wow, this one is sad but beautiful. It reminds me of the song In the Arms of the Angels and the line
in this sadness, this glorious madness, that brings me to my knees.