the thing that destroys a person/a people
is not the knowing
but the knowing and not
doing
strange
how we women
know
when a man
leaves us-
even when
he's still
with us...
when you need
give
it is not ugly to dream in life
but it is ugly to make life a dream
i wonder if
the sunrays are like the fingertips of
God?
Written by Carolyn M. Rodgers (1940-2010)
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