Festivals
These eight still moments in time,
In life. How seasons circle,
How lives move on.
How each solstice, say,
Looking back, I see
How much slighter, quieter,
More faded I am, this year
Than last.
Yet how the old sun shines on.
Caitlin Elder
Alban Hefin 2010

We have the fakest ‘values’ in the U.K. Bullyboy chefs, Bullyboy ‘celebrities’, bullyboy buisness fuhrers. Any wonder the child suicide rate is as high as it is.
By: Thomas Lowe on June 28, 2010
at 10:04 pm