Showing posts with label Downhill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Downhill. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Dear Mom:


I need you to watch the dog while I go back to this place. I need one more summer.

Here is a sweet William Butler Yeats quote to further my request.

"But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."