The Little GuyA Poem by nunldon
Anything that springs to mind...
Don't worry about the time. The little guy inside will soon find, that the universe can, after all, be kind. No matter how much we hope and we pray... A new thought, a new day, cannot be stopped in any way. We don't always see the sunshine yet it continues to burn bright, with it's own rhythm and rhyme. Much like our thoughts are going all the time; the little guy picks which ones will be mine. © 2011 nunldon |
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Added on November 21, 2011 Last Updated on November 22, 2011 AuthornunldonPocatello, IDAboutArtist returning to school after 23 years. Good decision! I enjoy photography, drawing, singing/playing drums (music), reading and writing! more..Writing
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