All small things
June 26, 2013
In May the sun was shining and my hair was red. The days after that turned so cloudy and overcast; then I cut my hair short and dyed it dark brown. I realized that I may never again have a photo of myself with red hair… It’s something I want to remember. One small thing that once meant me.
All small forgotten things that once meant You โ
I remember last year, the First of May,
A little before noon, you had your hair
Drawn low, that one time only. Is that not strange?
You know how, after looking at the sun,
One sees red suns everywhere โ so, for hours
After the flood of sunshine that you are,
My eyes are blinded by your burning hair!
–Cyrano de Bergerac
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Kod nas danima kisa pada — nigdje sunca!
Dopada mi se pjesma!
i ovdje je katastrofa… idem kuci da pravim toplu cokoladu pa citati ispod deke…
nadam se da uzivas!
That red hair was gorgeous! ๐
awww! ๐
I’ve always wanted to do red hair! It looks great on you.
thnx!