Oak Tree |
-ExcerptThe oak behind the house has life. Old, scarred, nailed in, it's cradled countless of the house's inhabitant's descendants, held them in the sun. The oak holds their laughter in it's sweeping ...
Posted by Jeffrey Venturino on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 08:03:00 PST |
The Road Lesslier Traveled |
The Road Lesslier TraveledThis Morning I woke up with a start, literally vaulting out of bed, rushing through my daily routine. Monday mornings are like this if you've had a good weekend. "Want a ride...
Posted by Jeffrey Venturino on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 07:44:00 PST |
breakin away |
breakin' away one of the hardest things to do they want you to be perfect you want you to be you in the end, you'll one day learn they want things for you to be best but now they just want perfect jus...
Posted by Jeffrey Venturino on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 07:01:00 PST |
