*Birdie Poem*
Birdie, birdie in the sky
Dropped some white stuff in my eye
I’m a big girl, I won’t cry
I’m just glad that cows don’t fly.
2002-10-16
* found accidentally while browsing some old files.
Where were you two years ago?
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Two years ago..
ReplyDeleteAt this time, probably sitting nicely in my class room during a hot and boring class during college time.
Rarely got any *forgotten* treasure, like you do. Even if I've got one for myself, I doubt it'll remind me of anything special. Pfuu..
are you more happy now, more satisfied, more careerist, more slipshod, more lovely, more inveterate, more cool, more punctual, more confident, more careless, more temperamental, more sensitive, more wise, more educated?..
ReplyDeleteRight now, I am "more" in everything.
ReplyDeleteYou can keep on list all those feelings, experience and states, and I do feel like I'm keeping everything in the path, which I don't care whether it is correct or not. So I just go for everything ..
I do feel things changed, and I take them all without any regrets. Since what they are now is just a matter of their existence, and I am keeping mine.