like a puzzle that has been wet in the rain
left just by glee when laughter ran inside and sprinkles started
like when later two or three days you think you may play that puzzle
pick up a piece and turn it round yr fingers
stiff from the sun
but shaped differently
and when you try and line the sides up
place the snap
they don't fit the same way they once did
they never quite will
because they are changed
they are
7 comments:
love this....means a lot to me now, too. I hope you and Joe are doing ok...I love you.
and we are meant to live in the sun, to dance in the rain. to be reshapen by such, to be changed, to be unable to conform.
come to my house and play with me, I miss you so much it hurts.. <3
you should go to nashville and get into song writing. you'd be great at it!
you didn't write that did you.....i'm an idiot
Hugs to you. What a difficult time. I'm with Erika about the Nashville thing---BRILLIANT, you are.
oh i love your blog. hello, hello!
I love you Amy.... I am waiting for that puzzle to come good xx
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