Saturday, April 12, 2003

A cool epitaph from Joe:

In a small town he lived out his days,
Doomed to sorrow in a number of ways.

Throughout the years he took no wife,
Nor gave way to any new human life.

But in his mind his thoughts took flight,
Knowing someday that find them we might.

Scribbling down these things without pity,
For the use of all our posterity.