Saturday, March 6, 2010

I can be happy.

Something I quickly wrote only a few short days ago. I think you can tell what mood I was in then, which makes it appropriate to post when I'm not in such a similar mood.

I can hum high and low,
Taking a step on the gravel,
Breeze shivering hairs,
across sun kissed shoulders.
Smiles can peel wide,
As happy thoughts dance,
Forgetting where they’re going
While my fingernails click.
I can pluck the raspberries,
That I blow at puddles
I can breathe warm honey
From an ice cream soul,
For I am happy.

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