The hinges of the door give me away
they scream like in deepest agony as I peek in
as I check upon you, a smile rewards me
three teeth and tear-moist eyes flash upon me
you grab your toes and laugh, laugh like Santa
deep down is your happiness, a gut feeling
We are not blood related, but I recognize you
an extention of me, of everybody alive and who lived
a reminder that we are one, connected in one
that we set out with a wisdom soon to be forgotten
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-07-05 08:58:59
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