As I walk past the sea shore, waves come and go.
They tell me stories of far coasts and sing to me their song. We share one thing in common. We'r both travelers. Sometimes they dance to my tune, sometimes I sway to theirs. There is peace as well as chaos in our interactions. Impressions are what are left behind for me to treasure and cherish. This page gives you a peek into my impressions.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
I love Words
They jump out of my keyboard, To pep me up when I'm bored. They flow out from my ink, When I don't know what to think. They blend with my tone, As they dance to my song. Without them is no story, With them is no worry.
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