...and while she's restingA Poem by jaimeI know this woman, lady maybe, that just this year fell into her life. She liked where she landed and has decided to stay and live in this place. And live well, live very well. but she's too tired to try anymore, so she'll stay long enough to rest, for awhile, and be this she she's become. And while she's resting, she's dreaming of where she's going next. © 2008 jaimeFeatured Review
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