Before you leave

Every now and again, something comes into your – space – for lack of a better term – that touches you.

Thank you, David, for sharing this on your blog so I could share it on mine.

Live & Learn

Josh Farrow is an Illinois-born kid who played punk rock music as a teenager, eventually headed to Nashville in his early 20s to chase after his future wife — pulling triple-duty as lead singer, songwriter and ringleader.  He is inspired by the New Orleans funk of Allen Touissant and the Chicago blues of his hometown — chasing down success on his own terms, bringing with him a sound that’s smoky, soulful, and signature.

“Before You Leave,” was a finalist in the John Lennon Songwriting Competition.  

This old house feels empty
There’s nothing I can hear
But the sad and silent echo
Of better years

I feel something breathe
In this dead and hollow room
It’s just this heavy old heart
That’s hanging on you

So before you leave
Darling, won’t you le me down easy?
Before you go
Won’t you help me ease my achin’ bones?
So before…

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The Workout – Friday Fictioneers

Good Friday, mes amis!  I cannot lie.  I was stumped for this one.  Like, totally.  However, I decided to let my mind wander a bit and came up with this silly little one.  Hope it makes you laugh.

Thank you, as always, to the fabulous, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting this shindig weekly.  And this week, my thanks go to Marie Gail Stratford for this lovely photo – even though it stumped me!

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The Workout

Samantha looked up at the building.

“You have lost your mind.  You can’t be serious!”

“Why not?  It’s a great way to get in shape!”

“Dude, we work on the twentieth floor!”

“Right!  Our legs, butts and cardio will be top-notch for our vacation come March!”

“But—“

“No — butts, as in Buns-o-Steel, baby!” Suzie laughed.

“Twice a day, five days a week?”

“Yes, we’ll encourage each other.   We could even do it at lunch—”

“No!  Do not even go there!  Twice per day will be more than enough!”

“I knew you’d come around.  We will totally rock in our bikinis.”