Sunday, February 07, 2010

Change made me stay and count the stars
Made me make my bed this morning too
Change made me tally up my blessings
At the very top was you.

Were I to describe you in a single word
Like a net to catch the all of you
You'd slip between the holes of string
And sail off to the moon.

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