Saturday, August 25, 2007

the window

Through the widow I see you…

Planted in my life
Bringing so much joy it is painful
Where did you come from?
Will I have you forever?
The seasons change so fast and
You grow too quickly
Stay with me until I am gone
And love me forever.

I look through the window again…

And you are gone.

4 comments:

  1. Did you write this?! How true it is! Very nicely written!

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  2. Anonymous2:02 PM

    i was wondering that too? well done either way! aj

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  3. thank you. i did write it. children are inspiring.

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  4. You see all that through a widow? Is she like a fortune teller or something? Are YOU like a fortune teller or something?

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