miss honest

A tiny seed bottled inside, once broke out into a poem. The poetess loved it so much that even the spelling mistakes were spared.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

A Tiny Thing

Wee, the glimpse of a dimpled smile
Short, these moments of glee
Tiny, this string of words
Tinier, this insignificant life.

3 Comments:

Blogger nina said...

:) this one i loved reading..

10:24 pm  
Blogger Archana said...

:)

11:55 pm  
Blogger Unknown said...

nice...

11:42 pm  

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