Friday, July 21, 2006

Straws

Often what one regrets the most
are the words that have been left unsaid,
thoughts unexpressed,
pleas not given a fair hearing.

But I wish that there were still things
that remained unspoken --

so that I could imagine saying them to you,
when I watch the balloon fly away.

2 Comments:

At 3:24 PM, July 23, 2006, Blogger Jill said...

Wow. You're a great writer! I love this poem btw.

 
At 4:14 PM, July 23, 2006, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like it too. Keep writing.

 

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