Waffles and strawberries and tea;
it's raining and it's September


Dear Miss,
There's magic in the things that you have no clue how to say
yours, me


And Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.


I have an idea, I said
Uh oh, she said
How about I stay curled up like this and you go dig me a hole that I can hibernate in?
I'll get on that, she said.


"Just the faith of an empty hand..."
The old reminder for myself these days:
Did God give you enough strength for today? Yes? And he will also give you enough for tomorrow. It's good and solid to know this.


Like Poem starts out like this:
I like the motion of hands tearing bread, especially yours
I like the way the sun sees your skin through the branches of the tree


Priya 9/12/2009 9:15 PM  

I love the way you've phrased the second part :)

Summermoon 9/12/2009 11:50 PM  

I've read this three times over now, and it gets better every time.

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