All the breath and the entire world in one
bag for just one girl! When I was young in my prime, when I was in High School
because of one look, daily look from the hallway to the lunchroom, how far
above that look was truth? Brighter than a gem, that she’d remember me after
thirty-years. But what was not meant to be, was not meant to be; eyes whiter
than pearls…in one look from just one girl.
#3863 (4-21-2013)
For Gail Johnson
