Saturday, February 7, 2015

Holly

We walk from eternal moments all the time
Answers left behind as there seemed no resolution
How old are you?

We will know certain things grow certain ways
Become more specific with our words
This is still today she but down the road somewhere

I don't judge certain things very well have no idea what I saw
She seemed to find the middle of all I could see
Time comes from places we are unfamiliar

These moments we let go by
It was not what we saw
There is little we believe much more can be

Holly I did not believe
Christmas had long departed
I could not figure where she came from or how I came upon her




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