tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7003940594582925571.post7864491840993521153..comments2023-08-29T01:34:00.749-07:00Comments on Questions in Black and White: A Shared MemorySarah Siwickihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01708386682912104078noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7003940594582925571.post-85133707874879245312009-03-21T18:52:00.000-07:002009-03-21T18:52:00.000-07:00"Her mind though fewin years was plentyin quiet ob..."Her mind though few<BR/>in years was plenty<BR/>in quiet observations<BR/>of justice and fear."<BR/><BR/>When we get much, much older, we tend to forget how deep and complex our thoughts and observations were when we were younger. This is a nice reminder. To realize that "young" does not mean "shallow."Every Photo Tells A Storyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03914175541948429064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7003940594582925571.post-46145157512556625092009-03-21T12:35:00.000-07:002009-03-21T12:35:00.000-07:00lovely poem - If i were to envy anyone it would be...lovely poem - If i were to envy anyone it would be someone who could put there thoughts down simply in poetry.GingerVhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16501023251788210094noreply@blogger.com