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Monday, December 10, 2007


poem...
Warm and bright in the beautiful light
Cold and white in the silent night

It's bright and shinning, I am so pleased
It's dark and raining life has been seized

A big loud room with so much light
An endless dark tunnel with nothing in sight

She is warm as the sun and active as mice
He is as still as death and cold as ice

Bold and strong, yells out loud
Quiet and shapeless, makes no sound

She gets up early to start her day
He gets up late so his wastes away

She goes anywhere she can, she's always around
He sits there like glass, no motion, no sound

She's wild and crazy, everyone stares
He's unnoticed and lonely, nobody cares

She's always with someone, the joyness sprinkling
He watches the stars all together and twinkling

Long days, short days, they never go dull
Always sitting, never wanting, what is the toll?

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