There Is Always An Answer

Am I too old to spread my wings?
Not at all came the answer with a sigh,
If you can't hop, skip and jump,
Simply use your eyes... said something
Within...
You can't get started, unless,
You begin!


2:53 p.m. sharp
Dec. 21, 2012


Cynthia
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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