Tuesday, June 23, 2009

milk, molasses, honey, butterfly bushes

sweet sweet

are ideas we let ourselves develop

friends we let ourselves open up to

love we let in

light we let shine through into our hiding places

ears that hear even our faintest cries

fields that are itching for us to explore

worlds that have not yet been discovered

minds that let us remain children for just one summer longer, or forever and ever

2 comments:

  1. sam this is one of the most beautiful and real things i have ever read.

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  2. i have to agree with grace. this is so beautiful. i am so glad i know you. really

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