Strawberry
By atia
It's one of days You go hunting with your eyes For a desperate bolt of extraordinary. You sit behind a desk Thinking, "I feel pretty." With peace in your face, And a smile that can give to life. You run around asking for things You find you already have, And you head outside to eat Only to give in to the wind. The pond that's frozen over Makes you want to step in. You wonder why you stumble often As you stumble again. All it takes is One bent out of shape strawberry. Perfect! Makes you laugh 'cause it makes no sense And reminds you of you. It presses against your hand Telling you the world is yours For the taking. Only, you don't want to take. You want to give. So you bite in, Giving meaning to it's life.Today, this was me :) And I really want honest critical comments. Written January 17th, 2002 © on Jan 17 2002 09:26 AM PST 0 • 10
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"It's one of days..."