Monday, 18 January 2010

A Gift of Downs

What if you thought you could sing

and could not lie,

were into people, not things,

weren’t shy,

never thought of pounds, pence,

wind or rain,

sported T-shirt, baggy pants,

were strange and plain

but knew that hearts can grow

by real degrees,

yes, by a touch, a smile, although

not everyone sees.

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