Saturday, 4 October 2003

Greenbelt , Personal

A Dog Called Big Issue

At the party:
  An evening with familiar faces,
  wise words from and old friend.
  Relaxation, drink, loud, loud chat.

On the way home:
  A dog called Big Issue,
  a surprise phone call from a new friend.
  The shipping forecast spoken softly.

Tonight has been a beautiful evening. Stepping out of the car at one in the morning, the stars smile brightly on me. On nights like this I know friends near and far see the same constellations and no matter where I am I cannot feal alone.

Posted by pab at 01:16