Sometime about 25 or 30 years ago, this vagrant stranger showed up at my brother's house. He sat there in the rocking chair for hours spinning tales of his journeys and adventures.
Nobody really knows what ever became of him, with his bushy beard and wire-rimmed glasses.
My guess is...he doesn't exist anymore. Though, there are times when he seems to have been in places familiar to me. Other times, I think I recognize him following me at a distance. When I turn back to find him...he's gone.
3 comments:
lauren said she can see a resemblance to me... haha.
maybe it's the big beard....
Yeah, or your wire-rimmed glasses
This is, by the way, the man I fell in love with. :)
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