Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken.
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Snowy Spring Mourning
It may be a dream,
Tomorrow comes smiling;
A waterfall of emotions
To fill my soul.
Wrapped in a blanket of love,
As comforting as a sunset.
"Live, darling" they said;
So I
Brushed the snow off my shoulders...
And kept going.
~Lynn
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