We were given, Two hands to hold.
Two legs to walk.
Two eyes to see.
Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find.
The only thing im perfect at is imperfection. And that's just how life goes. Expect the unexpected. Me Myself And I. Watch over me Nigee !
Camille,
ReplyDeleteAll of your recent poems are so beautiful. I am very proud of your poise and control as you write about such a tragic event.