Thursday, February 22, 2007

Python love

He loves the little girl on the end. Has loved her for months now, which is a substantial portion of a life when you're only seven. She was afraid to hold the snake--or played afraid--and he joined her at the tail because she was scared of the head.

5 comments:

alan said...

He will remember her forever...I know I remember Cindy Mills! And Anita Castro and and and...

:o)

alan

phosda said...

"there is no love that is not an echo." adorno. he's right. mine was kevin. i'd been looking for his copy ever since, and accepted as soon as it proposed. promise me this: don't laugh at him he ever says he wants to marry her. he probably will, even if it's not her. i still haven't forgiven my mother.

Grumpy Old Man said...

Oh yeah. The unrequited loves of elementary school.

You not only love him. You respect him. I'm pround of you, always.

Grumpy Old Man said...

Pround?

Prinde cometh beefore a fanll.

Anonymous said...

Good words.