Walking home after work,
The sky is darkening.
I cross the little bridge over the dingle.
I look up,
And there in the sky,
Was something beautiful,
Something that brought a smile to my face.
There in the sky,
There was a kiss.
There is beauty in the world, if you open your eyes to it.
Wednesday, 6 February 2008
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