Shelter From the Storm

          

I was burned out from exhaustion buried in the hail

Poisoned in the bushes and blown out on the trail

Hunted like a crocodile ravaged in the corn

“Come in” she said

“I’ll give you shelter from the storm”.

– Bob Dylan

 

 

 

 

“Come in” she said

“I’ll give you shelter from the storm”.

 

And that she did…and more...

 

 

 

 

 

And that she did…and more.  Missing you. Loving You.

 

 

July 29, 2014