Jun 2010
My life
stretches before me like a
wide, fallow field.
I could plant seeds--
watch them grow
and someday have a field
which thrives;
or
I could light it
on fire.
stretches before me like a
wide, fallow field.
I could plant seeds--
watch them grow
and someday have a field
which thrives;
or
I could light it
on fire.
Heather Butler; 2010
