I can picture you now
With your sparking blue eyes
That shine with innocence
And your beautiful, long blonde hair
Tangled in the wind
Blowing softly behind you
As you run through the pasture,
Arms outstretched,
Grasping to hold on to something, anything...
Only to find that pasture empty.
A contest entry
- I can't believe I'm doing this again Part Deux by NoUseForAName.
700 points, ended December 31, 2008, 25 entries
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