Saturday, February 11, 2006

To Laura

I realize that I am not standing tall, you've seen me when I couldn't stand at all.
I must look so natural when I am not on my feet. But I wish you would look
down here at me. I'm not playing marbles, I 'm not shooting dice,
I'm not down here looking for my kids. I'm down here praying,
that you'd be staying. Thats why I'm down here on my knees.
You might think I look just like a fool, that because
I might loose my mind if you go walking out that door I wish you would
stop and look at the floor. Thats why I'm down here on my knees.
GW

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