Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Yours

I wrote this because of those days that seem to last forever, thinking about that one person. You know who they are.

Fireflies
Darker skies
Floating on the wind

All at once
There again
Right at the front door

Take a moment
Breathe a bit
Look out at the door

Step quietly
One step over
Opening it up

There I am
Silently
Looking at the floor

Waiting for that day,
When I am yours,
Yours and no one more.

-Hula Girl

Think it, Write it, Dream on!

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