From a children's book I've been writing and finished a draft of today:
And with a little quiet voice, so little and quiet only his imaginary friend could hear him, he whispered: Hello friends. Hello onion soup. Hello afternoon showered clean. Thank you for today. Thank you for umbrellas and for falling leaves. Thank you for this feeling that I have.
(pictures from the Up series)
Thursday, 11 November 2010
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