Little ThingsA Poem by Megan
The wind hits my skin
I hear violins echoing through my head I open my arms To whatever may lie ahead of me I feel alive And free Goosebumps run through my being I don't know why All of these little things Would make a person feel so alive But for some reason it does The moments you cant put into words And the beauty youll never forget Are what makes life worth living. © 2013 Megan |
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