Beside Still Waters
A place for thoughts to be written
Ink smears, as thoughts sometimes do. ~Terri Guillemets
Some days so many words rush to my head,
But I don't know how to say them
So I write them instead
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
I am lost in a field of daisies.
Some so tall I cannot see the sky.
I turn around and around,
I cannot see a way out.
Oh why must I be so lost.
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