More than a handful
becomes a waste
happy slips though fingers
when your eyes
are too big
for your heart
Walking on air
an inch above
good enough
leaves me as breathless
and a mile is
too far to fall
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3 comments:
Your words always leave me thinking. Just cryptic enough to wonder if I am reading them how I should.
Yea...I remembered my login!
Did you so postsecret today? I was actually comforted by the fact there were others out there who are alone.
"when your eyes are too big for your heart"
What a great line. I remmber my mother scolding me for taking too much food and not eating it all, telling me my eyes were too big for my belly.
What a great spin on an old phrase we're probably all familiar with.
Very nice, Jane.
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