Climb the hill, I must,
And extend,
A hand to the precarious.
Love them I must,
And smile,
Once at least.
Doesn't a smile light another smile?
Laugh and play in the sun, I must
And sing aloud,
Creating silly memories.
And know someone's pain,I must,
Every day.
Thank them all, I must,
Right now.
For, while I ponder and wait,
It could turn
Windless, silent and dark.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
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