I am doing something I shouldn't in all likelihood, and I know better, but just can't seem to resist it. Another thought crossed thru the three brain cells I have working ( i've had a couple of drinks tonight so one of them went to sleep.) and with some inhibitions lowered, and courage raised, which alcohol tends to do, I decided to let this thought run loose in the world.
I wish not to bind you with chains, nor to grasp and hold you to suffocate the light in your eyes, but rather hold open my palm and as a small bird let you sit there, free of spirit and soul. To let you choose to fly away to better things or stay and be with me. With no promise of things grand and great, but let your heart decide if the small and humble life I might offer would hold you. No promise of wealth or social standing, but one of giving all I have, of me.
Darn,that almost brought a tear to my old dry eyes.
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