This funk is really getting me down, so I'm trying to climb out of it, but it isn't easy. Good thing no one is actually reading this blog (I know my followers are followers in name only). No kids' stuff today.
Hope
By Batsheva 6/5/10
Slather me with hope
And wash me clean
Of all the vile, filthy things
I've seen
And when my heart's enraged
By mind and eye
Wrap it up in hope
And hear its cry
Saturday, June 5, 2010
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