This morning vs this afternoon


Funny, how time goes by

Observing the world over my shoulder

I recall...better times, and worse.

How the days slowly change, everyday is new.

In the beginning, innocence protected you from life

Now when you know about life, you know innocence

Happiness is a weary smile, a moment of truth

Sadly, people see past the skin that protects your thoughts

from ever leaving it's shell

it gently leaves a mark

a stain that never evaporates






Poetry by ceciliaviola
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Written on 2006-09-04 at 17:35

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"a stain that never evaporates..." nice word choice, this was a soft, gentle, sad read
2006-09-04