Sunday, 10 October 2010
The day before I was an old man.
Photo by Jimena Roquero
I awoke to the music.
The curtain spills onto the floor.
The sounds of the piano and a voice.
Soft sheets and brisk northern air.
A day of celebration.
A time to share and experience.
The previous day I was so old.
Now, I am a new born.
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