Measuring My Life…
For I have known them all already, known them all:Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;I know the voices dying with a dying fallBeneath the music from a farther room. So how should I presume? T.S. Eliot ~ The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock We’ve been in … Continue reading Measuring My Life…