Joyce’s Photoblog

Photojournalist wannabe

About this blog

My blog is the story of my life - a living diary. If it happens, I blog it. And make it as entertaining as possible. My lousy grammar is lousy, hope it's not too much of an annoyance to you.

The poetry is all in the anticipation, for there is none in reality

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To think I might not see those eyes, makes it so hard not to cry

Written by Joyce Tedoen

July 29th, 2008 at 10:04 pm

Posted in Daily encounters.

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