fragmented words
sewn together with strings of tears
pieces formed in broken promises and nothingness
mistakes and misunderstandings
become the very fabric of her
Monday, February 15, 2010
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I The Coloring Book, Revisited
You colored me in soft blues and greens , Hard purples and reds. Little black specks, to accentuate my most precious places. You blu...
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Mud You, You see me with mud covered glasses, feel me with shaky hands, love me with missing pieces, and reach for me with broken arms....
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May your words and actions as a father define and consume you today and everyday. May every failure to love and protect be amplified when yo...
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This weekend my son took our 70 lb dog, Chief, kayaking. I need to break that down because I'm not sure anyone will get the magnitude o...
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