8:166) Hope O'Keeffe 14-APR-98 11:32
The eyes are windows into the soul. Into them float tiny grains of pollen -- tree pollen, grass pollen, flower pollen. Oak, cherry, maple, hickory, apple, zoysia, fescue, Kentucky bluegrass, crocus, daffodil, tulip, windflower.
My soul is sneezing.