moving on
Moving slowly
through grasps of sorrow fields
awaiting
remembrances of the past
regret
forget
smile,
open your eyes
see the surrounding beauty
see the grass wondering
wile the wind passes by
a hand caresses the grass
like caressing with tender a face
a clean up of a tear drop
smile
open your eyes
love, live, forget
no more
no neglect
no regret
simply
live, love, and progress
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Viernes, Julio 29, 2011 - 14:13
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