We on the outside,
Looking into our futures.
Fuzzy pink socks,
Long walks in the cold to help out,
Holding hands with a tired child.
Belonging to each other.
Sweet and fragrant tomorrows everywhere we look.
Awareness of what will be.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
To turn a slightly bitter phrase to a more hopeful outlook. Like chocolate.
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