A brief explanation of why I chose the above picture...given a choice I've always chose the road less taken, if truth be told to be accurate the picture should be me with a backpack and a machete hacking my own path through the woods we call life

Tuesday, May 20, 2003

blossoms fall like snow
filling the air with their scent
my soul fills with peace


joy comes with the spring
sorrow is for the winter

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