purge
It is time to go through my closet and get rid of some stuff. I love to do this. Some things are keepers for sure, but why do I hold on to certiain things? That is a good question.
I need to be ruthless and just let go. These old things can find new life somewhere else, and will be much happier with someone else.
I am ready for a new wardrobe.
November 10th, 2006 at 8:59 pm
A poem by Sarah Willingham (11)
Wish You Were
At the dawn of the day, the sun rises and you see it shine so radiantly…you wish you were
When you turn on the tv, you see a star dance and sing so gracefully…you wish you were
When you go to a comedy, you see the people laugh and play…you wish you were
At night you see the moon illuminate the sky…you wish you were
But after a long day you see yourself in the mirror…you wish you were no one but you
November 11th, 2006 at 7:09 am
I love you Sarah Willingham, thank you for sharing your poem with me, it’s beautiful.