Let me spread a canvas for you. Read my mind and you ll know tis true. To relive my life I bake a verse. The funk factory and the parallel universe. I go back to be the lil girl unnerving free. Climb and pluck ladybird laden leaves from the top of a tree. Fly so high and spread my wings. Look down upon urchins gleefully riding the swings. Extend my eyelashes with the fresh flowers from the yard. Walk the road with the boulevard. And print lipstick kisses on letters to dad.

Clark Kent and Lois Lane by Day. Monday, May 11, 2009. A Tribute to My Mother. Yes sir, how many mothers can say that their most precious child is still celebrating their mother seven days after the initial hype. My simple tribute to my mother is thinking back to when she met my father and the younger years that followed. So along comes this little duo and well.

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Monday, March 19, 2012. Saturday, March 17, 2012. Its so nice, b.