For Whom the Bell Tolls

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm
Tied to a grinding stone

Some times I feel
Like I'm
A weeping cherry tree

    The gloom departs
When I see the beauty of FALMOUTH
Its FOXGLOVE,CLIMBING HYDRANGEAS,KIOUSA DOGWOOD,RED MAPLES AND LILIES PARADING PROUDLY IN THIS GEM OF A CAPE COD TOWN.
The bell tolls for all who disregard this wonderful town and get addicted to drugs in a search for joy.
For Colored Girls who considered suicide when the rainbow was enough.

Look look look for the rainbow!