Thursday, April 9, 2009

A poem

We are so beautiful today,

the day after grace.

Acting with the assurance of love makes every

hour bright enough.

But I can remember a minute more than an hour and your smile

more than yesterday.

So I’ll picture your face instead of tomorrow’s

paralyzed questions.

And maybe, just maybe, the film reels of these lives

will once again run together.


- Casey Splinter

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