Passing through

If today
Were my last day here
In town I'd pay more attention
To the sky
The dreamscape of clouds
The fingering sunshine
Piercing through the cotton balls
I would notice how
Everything smells
Even dirt is beautiful if
You think you'll never see it
Again
Yes, if I were leaving
This is what I'd do
And hold
Everything
Everyone
And never
Let go

dg

2/2/11

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