💙 I love you Jimmy...

March 3, 2005

All in the wild March-morning

I heard the angels call;

It was when the moon was setting,

and the dark was over all;

The trees began to whisper, 

and the wind began to roll,

And in the wild March-morning

I heard them call my soul.

                                                                                                                     ~Alfred Lord Tennyson   

(...and I miss you beyond words)