A second plane flies low over the watcher of squirrels and dogs swimming.
Monday, August 30, 2010
I believe in hope and nothing else. I do it for you. I will hold your hand even if it is freezing. I will find your eye and look you in the eye even if you are hiding behind the hedge. I will follow you into the woods. If you follow the stream I will follow the stream. If you fall to your knees beneath the beeches I will fall beside you. If you seek the darkness I will seek it too. I will not let you be alone.