
Flood Memories
Flood-fresh wounds,
Bleed rich, the careless rain's disregard
of our delicatenesses.
It is funny how on any given day the same things can be perceived differently. Or maybe even the way you say something communicates something other than you intended. Life is pretty simple; if you are willing to view it that way...in full pursuit of making the best of whatever it gives you.
Flood Memories
Flood-fresh wounds,
Bleed rich, the careless rain's disregard
of our delicatenesses.
1 comment:
Nashville showed itself to be a very classy city after that flood. Could have been a lot worse than it was. I wonder if that's why people in general don't remember it as they do other things.
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