Mar 18
1 min read
They Sail Away
Memories.
Gathered in the morning mists
Out upon the lake
Lay thoughts of other places
Resembling a cake.
Cut up into different slices.
Morsels of memories
Mixed and transmogrified
With assorted reveries.
A place for duuudes of all sexes, ages, religions, and coffee-preferences to hang out and shoot the sh!t about their latest creations, to brag, lament, query, or quote, it’s all good…
