Thursday, November 17, 2011

On This Day My Life Was Perfect




On This Day My Life Was Perfect 

For me, there is nothing better than catching the promise of youth. . .they have their whole life before them. . .it is right there to do with what they want. . .if they only knew what a small window most people make that in their lives. . .

In fact, those windows open and close all the time. . .but, most people jump through that first window and call it a life. . .somehow. . .most people lose the ability to have this expression of joy caught in bloom. . .when all things are possible. . .

. . .I'd much rather document joy than defeat. . .promise rather than acceptance. . .glistening hope rather than resignation. . .

These are the things dreams are made of. . .these are dreamers on the rise. . .

1 comment:

Ben Blake said...

Beautiful. And so very true.