Journey Postponed
By Jane
Say farewell slowly like April crawls into summer, or molasses pours from a bottle, speak yet of roses, and sunsets,wearing your old gold baubles that jingle to a halted stride. Sport the bright red lipstick, painted on in careless strokes to accentuate a smile that says,"I'm not ready yet." Written February 16th, 2002 © on Feb 16 2002 07:24 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Say farewell slowly..."