Friday, February 13, 2009

Someday i will run through the fields
with nothing holding me back.
not even modern clothing
you will dance and run with me
the flowers will sing
the pollen will fly
we will smile and laugh
until we fall down
at that point life will be great
but it may not last long.
unless we stay together
and run forever

the stale cold will be gone
and we will not notice it
we wont remember how bad it gets
because we have green.
and the empty gray is gone

live in it
life