Saturday, March 03, 2007
before you know it,
flighty, flimsy, forgettable-not February is over
and March beckons...
what will it be?
i wonder for nothing.
swimming through stress
just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming
swimming, swimming, swimming
(think happy cheery voice of that blur dory from finding nemo)
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And i want to run in the evening light and dusk.
seeing the misty glow filter through an avenue of trees,
wind caressing every lunge, stride, leap.
And feel happyhappyhappy
i should be honest to myself
un moment à se rappeler
. a moment to remember.
