Sunday, August 5, 2007

gEt rEaDY

Her hands chattered, like her teeth chattering in the cold
Her breath slowed, like her blinking slows in the cold
Suddenly, she feels, for some reason, old
Or perhaps, she has always, always been old

Sadness seeps into her
Penetrates her skin
Eats into her soul

It is so easy to give up
So easy to give in
So easy to give way


Happiness jumps upon her
Infuses her spirit
Permeates her person


It is so difficult to let go
So difficult to let live
So difficult to let pass


Are you ready for life now?

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