Monday, September 15, 2008

Wake me up when September Ends

A pail of tears, now.

I remember you, thirty thousand fishes, drifting in a pond like fallen silver leaves catching the last rays of light in that morose afternoon.

Would there be bliss when September ends?

Thank you, Mom. My confidant, my comrade in battle.

6 comments:

tagabukid said...

you will wake up to new and better days ahead...goodluck

Lydia said...

My love is with you, Dex.
This is a beautiful post in memory of the fishes...
Mom

Mugen said...
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Mugen said...

You will win your battle for September. Goodluck.

Mugen said...

Hello Dex. It's been over a month. I just hope you're okay.

You've been missed.

pusa said...

meow wake up :D