Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
~Elizabeth Bowen
Monday, September 19, 2011
POEM
It can't be! No, not me! You scream 'I'm not one of them!' But doubts tug at your hem
You never had a clue But deep inside you knew You did everything to prove them wrong But you knew all along that you were different It's your life testament.
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