cards are dealt, pain is felt, spirit is eternal, but soul is true/ colors fade, flowers bloom, birth is ancient; death is too/ open now, smile at the sun, exposed to the chill, not afraid to feel/ because the world is beautiful, heaven is here, love is forever and life is real...
Monday, August 25, 2008
poem for the river
you asked me if i thought i could love you. i said that i could. truth.
1 comment:
Anonymous
said...
hmm...who is this "river"...ahhh...do i need to be updated?
1 comment:
hmm...who is this "river"...ahhh...do i need to be updated?
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