Sunday, March 18, 2012

Friendship 2

I am bringing my friendship in a cup made of my palms. I see you carrying yours as well, walking slowly, afraid to trip over, or spill a single drop. We meet halfway. What a wonderful mix! Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, January 2012
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