Monday, April 6, 2009
Bookends
This was inspired by the song "Old Friends" by Simon and Garfunkel:
"Old friends, old friends,
Sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
of the high shoes of the old friends
Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today,
Sharing a park bench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy
Old friends, memory brushes the same years,
Silently sharing the same fears"
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Frank, OMG, I had no idea!! These are wonderful. This one is my favorite adn would love to hang it in my home. My dad sells his photography on a site called Etsy. My mom puts her arts and crafts on her own site there too. such a creative family we have. :)
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