Nov 22, 2005 14:22
This is a poem a beautiful, wonderful, great friend of mine wrote for me... I was reading it again today, and I love it/her more than ever.
I'd stare at your picture for a long long time
and stop and look at the sky
and remember you amazment of little light polution
and laugh at the thought of coming up with a solution
to escape the days so sad and not right
to Delaware we would take our flight
But that, I doubt, will be God's plan
We just have to trust his sovereign hand