Good passerby
Here I lie
But not yet--for I still breathe
And wish for truth in what you read
So here lies Tom quite wholly alive
Who lived till he was five hundred and five!
Here I lie
But not yet--for I still breathe
And wish for truth in what you read
So here lies Tom quite wholly alive
Who lived till he was five hundred and five!
Twilight, I'm so sorry I missed this week's challenge. It just kills me I wasn't around to contribute before the deadline expired. In the end, I know this little body of words I've dug up is too late, and therefore dead on arrival. Therefore, consider this not as an entry but as a small memorial to a challenge gone by.
However, even with the busy week ahead, I hope to be around to rise to the next challenge.
Tom
