Saturday, November 3, 2007

Hourglass

What a beautiful day this is.
Birds chirping, trees lit-up,
flips flopping,
but my eyes leak
with the realization that
goodbye is coming.
Goodbye to you
the place that has
sheltered me
and inspired
my greatest work.
From the beginning
our time was borrowed
but seemed infinite.
We were always
one card shy of
our full house.

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