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Scribbles

July 10, 2011
By audball SILVER, Stanwood, Washington
audball SILVER, Stanwood, Washington
7 articles 1 photo 7 comments

Life, a scribble on a page,
Love, an accidental blot.
Merriment a loosened spiral,
Hate a line not sought.

Rapture calls as hills begin,
The pen charting out our course.
All in good time will it be known,
What will be life’s force.

All could be predetermined,
All could be a game of luck.
Never knowing where you’re headed,
To riches or to muck.

Life, a scribble on a page,
One long unending journey.
No control over what’s been dolled,
But the choice made not to worry.



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audball SILVER said...
on Jul. 13 2011 at 6:07 pm
audball SILVER, Stanwood, Washington
7 articles 1 photo 7 comments
Thank you!  If you like this one I'm sure you'll like my others.

on Jul. 13 2011 at 3:58 pm
secrets_of_silence GOLD, Gisborne, Other
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Favorite Quote:
life had i loved the more<br /> had it but passed away<br /> as quietly as the day<br /> ebbs from the darkening star.<br /> <br /> <br /> -emanuel litvinoff

this is wonderful, its the only word for it ive got