happinessA Poem by speakingcolorsthis started out as one of my 4 liners, but i couldn't leave it at that.one day, someone will come along with a secret in their hand. they will ask you to pick, either left or right. you'll scratch your head, wondering why someone would offer. you'll look at them and a smile will come across their face. "a gift" they'll say without making a sound. you'll reach out but stop, your hand hanging above their's. you'll be hesitant. you'll be excited. finally, you'll choose, either left or right, and you'll move your hand. but you'll stop once again, unsure, undecided, and without realizing it, you'll quickly choose the other hand. the someone will smile again. they'll turn open their hand revealing a small torn piece of paper, folded once in half twice. you'll look up to their eyes just to make sure it's really yours. silence. another smile. you'll pick it up with the slowest of eagerness, filling with anticipation. they'll turn and walk away without a sound. you'll never see them again. looking down at your gift, you'll fold it open in half twice, and a smile will come across your face. © 2009 speakingcolorsReviews
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Added on July 7, 2009Authorspeakingcolorssomewhere outside looking in, PAAboutpoet/songwriter/author sometimes I feel so much it hurts. i have all these thoughts running through my head, little segments of a whole that i can't see. most of them never get put down in writ.. more..Writing
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