The first grey hair - it means nothing
Until it is joined by a companion or two
Suddenly, rabbit-like, they're multiplying
And there's nothing that you can do
©cih07, 30.10.07
*(with thanks to Elmer Fudd)
starcline - less a blog, more a derailed train of thought
About Me
- clinestar
- Part time poet, full time librarian, student of the delights of milk chocolate. Likes books, milk, paddling, poetry, scribbling, chocolate, notebooks, sea, piers. Not necessarily in that order. All work copyright cih.