POEM: DAVID GIACALONE
PHOTO: ARTHUR GIACALONE
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A touch of sadness and longing. I like the scent.
Three generations and love continues.
Thanks, David, for sharing.
Posted by: Yu Chang | May 10, 2007 at 09:25 PM
Nicely captured, David.
Posted by: Aurora Antonovic | May 10, 2007 at 10:05 PM
Good job
Posted by: Matt | May 11, 2007 at 04:35 PM