And I greeted gently these grasses.
I always hoped they'd remember me.
The stairwells I once walk within.
The high ceilings I know.
Tomorrow I'd miss this place,
As today I've missed it.
So long, companions.
Tread lightly along the way.
May you travel safe.
And let us meet again, someday.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
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