Where you are
and whether
and each day
reaching, reaching
If I could hold
could hold
would never
grow old
This melody
arises without words
or knowing
or thinking twice
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
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Keep moving. Don't give up.
2 comments:
What wonderfully expressed emotions. This is such a great poem.
This melody
arises without words
or knowing
or thinking twice
BEAUTIFUL!
queen neetee - thank you for 'melody' in an earlier comment, I think that's where it came from in this quick, unrehearsed write.
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