To sit

Sometimes when I think I don't go anywhereDon't do anything interestingHardly see anybodyAlways the same old same oldI sitJust sitAnd a smile spreads from my chestAll the way to my lipsAnd I can see my interesting lifePopulated with loving peopleThe many journeys, near and farThat I take everydayThat all seem to tell me thatThis mood too shall pass...

2009-03-15T11:23:00+01:00March 15th, 2009|
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