Saturday, August 23, 2008

The breeze

I am very tired from the week,
all i want to do is stop and "be".
I have to keep going and giving.
The breeze is blowing and it washed
over me - filling me and pushing the tiredness
from the all the cracks of my soul.
I will keep on.
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1 comment:

Yellow bobby pins said...

Ah, Friend.
The breeze is refreshing and cleansing......breathing hope and new life. Live in your words.
Love you!

August 30, 2008 at 9:48 AM

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