Friday, May 21, 2010
Hush, my darling, don't fear, my darlingThe lion sleeps tonightHush, my darling, don't fear, my darlingThe lion sleeps tonight
Mixed Medium
Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched.
