While listening to Diana Krall sing "Cry Me a River" ...
I found myself dreaming of another time ... another place ... as there were times I
thought I might drown in that river ... but somehow over time ... survived a much wiser man.
But occasionally I still am reminded of that river once again ... and gently smile as sweet memories float through my mind ... and I feel grateful for that journey called "love".
by Ronnie K Age 65
on 7/20/2012 Tucson, AZ