Friday, July 11, 2008

Impatience





















I like to smell grass.
Feel the touch of lips on mine.
Hear laughter.
And see just everything right now
.
Because it all ends
and you don’t get to know
when.

-Jerry Wendt

1 comment:

Lou said...

A bitter-sweet little gem. Living awake and aware surely does provide a life with it's own reason for being.