Thursday, August 16, 2007



Beauty beauty everywhere.

Sometimes I forget. But it's there, when I stop to look, quietly waiting to be noticed.

5 comments:

simone said...

did you take that? it's great.

Wheatsheaf said...

You are a poet and you didn't even know it

el Maggie said...

ha ha. I do know it. But generally the poetry left my brain sometime around the time I stopped crying weekly for no particular reason. I guess there are blessings and curses to leaving adolesence behind.

Wheatsheaf said...

Okay, me bad, you are a poet.

el Maggie said...

non-practicing. I think that still counts.