Friday, June 26, 2009
A Tree Covered Lane
I walk along this lonesome lane, it’s tree covered, to keep it company and allow it to shade my fears. For I am as bold as anyone can be, strong as an oak. Yet inside I cringe, un-rooted like the acorn, waiting to truly become me. I walk along this lonesome lane at dawn. I peek through the trees and...
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