It's a sea of faces,
a smattering of names.
Some matched to another,
for others it seems unimportant.
How to judge the effort
needed for such a daunting task.
What really matters
is not for me to decide.
The end of the ocean
is the beginning of life.
a smattering of names.
Some matched to another,
for others it seems unimportant.
How to judge the effort
needed for such a daunting task.
What really matters
is not for me to decide.
The end of the ocean
is the beginning of life.
1 comments:
I think I read this about 8 times because I love it so much. !!!!!!!!! It's like.. I GET it. You know?
The last two lines... Wow. & you WROTE that :) :) :)
~Proud to know you
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