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let these words be my footsteps, i've got a long, long way to go, let these words be my freedom, the heart knows where it goes ;)

Monday, January 31, 2011


Love is like a flower
Beautiful once in full bloom
But then there's the period before
You sit beside and watch
Add water
Move it into the sun
Cared for and watched after
And the doubt that sets in
When it seems to remain a seed
Laying just beneath the surface
Then a sprout reaches the surface
You see it
Hope and more care
Hope that it will grow
Hope that it won't wilt
Then finally it blooms
Pleasant to the eyes and to the heart