Real life rang false.
He carried a doll wrapped in scrap paper in his pocket.
He carried a doll wrapped in scrap paper in his pocket.
His mother sent a note along with him,
only just this morning, 39 years ago,
Excuse him from whatever
he wants to be excused from.
Excuse him from whatever
he wants to be excused from.
Excuse me?
ReplyDeleteYea, excuse us all.... -J
ReplyDeletedang...that was sorrowful...glad she cared enough to send the note...
ReplyDeleteSlightly tilted. Him and it. Love it.
ReplyDeleteI don't know exactly why but tears in my eyes....sorry..please excuse me.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fantastic line. I want a note like that to carry around.
ReplyDeleteHaha! I think that is the kind of note I will write to the school if Naomi starts asking for them :) I wonder if the excused note helped?
ReplyDeletei am not having an honest think; i'm having an honest smile... : )
ReplyDeleteCould she write me a note like that, too? I love the painting, the expression in his eyes...
ReplyDeleteLove this. A story that keeps reverberating in my mind. And I wonder.....
ReplyDeleteHow old is he now?
ReplyDeleteI'd like a note like that!
ReplyDelete"this notes for you" neil young
ReplyDeletegee what would an excused life be like... me wonders...
ReplyDeleteIs it just that reality sucks often & that the inner life runs like poetry or a dream? No exuses!
ReplyDeleteplease please please can I have a note like that too?
ReplyDeleteoh I love this, what a great line to go with great image!
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