Wednesday, February 27, 2008

For my mom...

Not all mountains touch the sky.
Not all birds are made to fly high.
Not all treasure is silver & gold.
Not all gardens have a rose.


Not all stars are visible to the eye.
Not all answers satisfy why.
Not all words are able to be told.
Not all feelings can be shown.


But with love anything is possible,
Everything is possible.

2 comments:

maca said...

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Khmerchica209 said...

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