Diva
10-21-02, 10:37PM
I step out on the cool, wet grass
Blades tickle my feet
The wind rushes past
Tears gliding towards my ears
I place the stone down
My arms tingle at the sudden lightness
I turn to look at once was
My hair blowing about my face
I yell, "I am free!"
And turn to run
trip over the stone
land face first in the grass.
"Baby steps, baby steps." I whisper
Stand up and begin the journey... again.
:c: Diva 2002
Blades tickle my feet
The wind rushes past
Tears gliding towards my ears
I place the stone down
My arms tingle at the sudden lightness
I turn to look at once was
My hair blowing about my face
I yell, "I am free!"
And turn to run
trip over the stone
land face first in the grass.
"Baby steps, baby steps." I whisper
Stand up and begin the journey... again.
:c: Diva 2002