My Dear Xiao Ling the Road Awaits It Doth Sing

My dear Xiao Ling . The road awaits, it doth sing . OH ! to spend this day with you – such pleasure !!!, for me, it would be, what a wonderful treasure !!! Harrison, patiently awaits our coming. Acers of many coloured Tulips, beckoning. The skies of soft Salvador Dali, blue, waiting to shine down upon me and you. B. J. “A” 2 April 18th 2014

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Verlena S. Walker

Date: 4/19/2014 3:51:00 AM

Nice write, William. Who is Xiao Ling? Verlena

William J. Jr. Atfield
Date: 4/19/2014 1:27:00 PM

Dear Verlens : Nice to see a word or two from you, once again my Dear. Thank you for the read and the comment. As for your question “ Who is Xiao Ling? ”, Xiao Ling is my ex Chinese Love, ( two thousand on ten ) and we had a great day going to, what, part of the poem was about, with an added adventure, found an injured red tail hawk on the side of the road and took him home with us. Second great experience for her – first was to pet a salmon in the wild on two separate occasion, three years apart and to hold and pet the hawk - in her lap for the hours’ drive back home . B. J. “A” 2 ( Bill . )