I heard somewhere that you can dream
I read somewhere that you can affect life
by what you intend
I want this
My Dream
This is real
This is the real story of some birds: A jar, a very large jar sits upon the French bakers rack in my kitchen. I fold origami cranes. A lot of origami cranes, it seems they have taken it upon themselves to transform. I noticed there are little tiny hearts on the bottom of the wings. I also noticed they have turned themselves inside-out. A very short story.
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
NOW
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
When I was a little child I used to lay in bed for hours
and worry
I worried about if I were going to die.
I always thought about this prayer
It really scared me
I never told a soul
Of course
Everybody
Does.
Die.
I am really glad that I am alive today!
I am really glad that all of you are, too.
Cherish the moments we have.
xoxoxo Glad Bird
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