11.03.2011

Fall

he stood tall over the yard
and watched as the pieces of his heart
fell down and covered the grass
he bent over in mournig
as each colorful tear
fell from his eyes

One day he saw a young boy
gather his tears together in one big pile
he stood erect as the child
jumped into the pile with
the biggest smile on his face

he realized at that moment that his pain
was purposed for someone eleses pleasure
and in that he found happiness

1 comment:

  1. I love this!

    your poetry truly is amazing love

    xoxo,
    daisy

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