Jul 04, 2005 17:56
i sometimes feel i am
a child
wandering down the sidewalk
holding god's hand
and sometimes she will pause
lean down & whisper in my ear
"katie, look at this!"
and we'll stand there,
staring at a fall of light
or a pile of stones in the gutter
or a withering flower petal
and ponder the divine implications
of such small & perfectly imperfect things.
poetry
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i miss seeing you out. i need to return freedom to you. I will be down on state st a lot more due to the fact I'm dating a boy who lives down here.
Would you like to get coffee some time?
~megan
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