February 13th, 2007

Tuesday 13th February 2007.

Snow drops are feeding the corn within my mind, the footsteps in this forlorn hope tread dainty to avoid the little folk,who feed me jam and toast...good day to yer..i lift my cap and wipe my forehead glimpse into the unknown,the valley does not look any clearer,i wonder if it becomes clear does that mean my journeys end.