I see their brown complexions
With even brighter faces
That drive all day, stand guard all night,
and clean in between.
I am shattered glass,
scattered in the wind,
and thus torn up;
A Million Pieces.
Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 8:17 AM UTC
I see their brown complexions
With even brighter faces
That drive all day, stand guard all night,
and clean in between.
I am shattered glass,
scattered in the wind,
and thus torn up;
A Million Pieces.
I see their kind and happy faces almost every day wherever I go. Kudos.