now it's late at night
all fireworks
gone from the sky.
I lay on the grass where the boy had been before
staring up at the stars
camera set aside
sometimes
a moment is mine.
Sometimes I want to live in it
instead of capturing it
because capturing it
makes it no longer mine;
no longer my secret to hold but other to steal
sideways glances at'
if I just hold it tight in my heart
it's mine.
--- yes i took that from Walter Mitty. I love that movie,---
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Place to Place {Completed}
PoetryHop on the first train from Dallas and off you go on to explore all the places they warned you about and meet all the people your mother hated and do all the things you wished you'd done before now is your time to live moving from place to place sit...
