if I could walk throughthe door in the wall
would time stand still
would mortal youth
freeze in this sleepy hollow
lair
would I sip tea all day
and watch the sun play in my
hair
tum'bling tresses falling
blind to this earthly nest
unaware of the hour glass
flowing in streams
of vanilla dreams
sands of time
descending into this mad mad world
but for me
I'll open doors
and sip tea all day
and imagine
times past and
what will be
will be
s.wilson
Don't you just love it when a shadow just stops you dead in your tracks...when did we become so aware, who created this madness, this passion for playing a game with friends...
