Marcus Bean (Wilt)'s Blog – May 2013 Archive (3)

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

      Between the crosses, row on row,

   That mark our place; and in the sky

   The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.



We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

   Loved and were loved, and now we lie…

There was once a cat... named main.

one day, Main was doing its usual daily deeds of a talking cat

when it suddenly was killed at 7:36 PM

A question he had been asked, it had killed them. A question that he, nor anyone else could answer. "Do Rhett and Link ever come on here??"

Curiosity…

I finally made 20 kreations! I hope to make at least 50, that seems a long away but I'll try to up my game. In fact I have two kreations that I never posted. Maybe I'll post them!