Wednesday, May 6, 2009

as i drove down the cracked pavement
the wild flowers spoke summer to me
as if i had never heard a word before
i could feel that it was going to be the perfect summer
and that there would be no time to waste
we all no how summer starts and ends
but no one really knows how we get there

1 comment:

  1. i read this and remembered why i love you so much.
    because plain and simple you are amazing.
    this is fantastic.
    ca i please paint this on something and hang it in my room?

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