Dec 2016
If I cannot run, I will not fall,
If I cannot kneel, I will not crawl.
If I cannot sleep, I will not dream,
If I cannot wake, I will not scheme.
If I cannot lie, I will not speak,
If I cannot die, I will not weep.
If I cannot kneel, I will not crawl.
If I cannot sleep, I will not dream,
If I cannot wake, I will not scheme.
If I cannot lie, I will not speak,
If I cannot die, I will not weep.
Just a moment of looking out a window and wondering about words. I love words and could happily read the dictionary all day. Will I miss them when disinterest finally embraces me and persuasively proposes an eternity of irrelevance. Not at all, of course. HH
