Monday, June 25, 2012

Whelp, Roof with No Name Has Returned to Being For the Birds...Until the Next Blog Party, We Wish You Were Here

It's bird, it's a plane, it's the roof with no name.  Now returned to = for the birds.  
Birds occupy roof with no name.  So does yours truly.  We miss your faces...tho my neighbor does NOT
  Wish you were here...
So...did you think you can tell...heaven from hell?  Blue skies from pain?
Can you tell a green field...
From a cold steel rail?

 A smile from a veil?   Did you think you can tell? 

Until the next blog party... These views bid youz adieu...

  In the meantime, we wish you were here.

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