If You Can

If you can talk,

You can sing.

If you can walk,

You can dance.

If you can dream,

You can Fly!

Thursday, March 15, 2012


Sun in a pure white sky burning,
Heat oppresive there is no escape.
The tar bubbles and melts,
Gooey and black sticking to soles of shoes.
A stench chockes the air and blisters the throat,
Sitting on a rock waiting in West Virginia
Happy Fourth of July.

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