The McIntosh Miscellany
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Life
What is the hurry?
Why do I rush about?
What am I seeking?
I have all I need.
I am blessed.
I feel the breeze.
I hear the birds.
I smell the flowers.
I touch your face.
I need nothing more.
Lisa McIntosh
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