tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16886892.post114173492045104614..comments2023-09-23T16:10:03.527-04:00Comments on Singing Moon: radiocoyotehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13849975141730668288noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16886892.post-1141820241625048172006-03-08T07:17:00.000-05:002006-03-08T07:17:00.000-05:00You're welcome, Fingers; and thanks for the nuance...You're welcome, Fingers; and thanks for the nuance, Nonny.coyotehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13849975141730668288noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16886892.post-1141799785507145562006-03-08T01:36:00.000-05:002006-03-08T01:36:00.000-05:00"...waiting for my favourite song...when they play..."...waiting for my favourite song...when they played I'd sing along..."<BR/>Anonymous, thank you of reminding me for that song!<BR/>And Coyote, thank you for the poem.etherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10765317566611969814noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16886892.post-1141761165056381362006-03-07T14:52:00.000-05:002006-03-07T14:52:00.000-05:00"When I was young, I listened to the radio..."This..."When I was young, I listened to the radio..."<BR/>This is so nice. Makes me sad that radio seems to be going the way of the horse and buggy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com