part of the machine...plug in and go..unplug.
time flies
the grass is always greener
you're not a cow
wish I was
no you don't
they eat grass and make good Bigmacs
fly high
wish I was an eagle
yes.
but not bald, i like my hair
hair is dead
but it is so cool
bite my nails
they are dead too
Hungry for breakfast
time to start the engine
warm it up.
Run for hours
change the oil
Plug in and recharge
Originally this was about my Escape...but these days, this is about the way of the world..the things that cross my mind, and maybe yours..the creative battles and truimphs and losses...it is about love and understanding of ourselves first and others second...it is about doing what we love and being afraid to try...and then trying...I am blessed with the readers on this blog and my family and loves and my friends....thank you..
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
machine
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2 comments:
I love your early morning poems - this one is grand handsome!! .. Swoon... :)
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