Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Trying



Trying   
Love, Papa.

I’ll try, says you
And never do
To change the me
That never was.
For just as I begin to try
Another me wonders why.
Perhaps to be is more the cure
Of what, the me, could best endure.
I’ll watch and see as if by flying
To see what me is really trying.
Love, Papa.


Please share Papa with those you love.

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