Wednesday, May 11, 2005

I fly mom?
Always
Catch me mom?
sometimes
but i can't always catch you.
sometime you have to fly on you're own.

Read it to me mom.
what is it.
A clock thing mom.
Okay today i'll read it...in a little while.
Its a nose ...mom
where.
on the clock the middle is the nose, the arms are the wings
the numbers ... are numbers
as the wings of time take you into the future, forget the numbers
hold me.
I tired mom.
Me too.

1 Comments:

Blogger the Contrary Goddess said...

I seriously love your stuff. Thank you for it.

5/13/05, 5:12 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home