she walked by
a window
and she smiled
savouring nature's youth
is her simple pleasure
of life
she went to
the main door
patting gently
the furry ball
until it blurted
a soft 'meow'
cuddly little things
is her simple pleasure
of life
she went down
the road
her gaze wasn't off
of him
being loved
is her simple pleasure
of life
she sat before
the screen
typing fast
pouring her heart out
being free
is her simple pleasure of life
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
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