Friday, March 21, 2014

"Small"



So small I am, and yet you see me
My voice is tiny and yet you hear me
As fragile and weak as the world esteems me
You refuse to let it crush me
My biggest fear of being trampled, or swallowed by my foes
You set aside for humbleness, and rest me in their shadows

Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke

Blue fly on moss



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