Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Your day

Get out, Get out where ever you are
the world is yours to behold
waiting just for you
only you.
For you to touch, for you to feel
See it
Let it see you.
Embrace this day
It smells of fresh baked bread, green grass and cinnamon sticks
It tastes like victory
Win it
The sky is blue for only you
Live now.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

you are sucha good poet
its lovely
vedy vedy lovely
poetry party asap
muahahha

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