When The Ink Runs Dry All Is Lost

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Simple

Simplicity in its finest.
A moment so perfect you could cry
Something you've always wanted
Always needed
Sitting beside you

1 Comments:

At 7:31 AM , Blogger Mommy Emily said...

ahhh simplicity... so hard to find in this complex world. i love how simple this poem is, and how precise. sometimes the best things come in the most unassuming of packages. love u.

 

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