Saturday, September 25, 2010

"Places"

Grassy meadows so free at sight,
Goodwill given on a cold dark night.

Hands shake at mornings dew,
Laughter's crying at something new.

Look around and see the faces,
Faces which show empty places. 

By: Michelle Shiflett
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