Well.....does it?

I stumbled across this recently, and it reminded me of my old friend Dawn, who left us far too soon, with too much conversation left to share.

She taught me this song, a long time ago; and she'd laugh as we sang it around a roaring campfire, when we were young and lived in the cedar forest. I think she was tickled by my early attempts at the dialect.

The laughter comes a little harder these days, but when it does come, no castle wall can withstand it.