OK, you've all got blogs, so I'm creating one of my own, to sit, unvisited and unloved, like a forgotten grandparent, collecting dust in some home and, unnoticed... So now that I'm off on the right foot...

Sunday, May 08, 2005

:: A Little Thought ::

Perfection is borin.
Scars define you.
In Physical or In heart

They are reminders
of adventure, conflict
and pain, which proves
that you have tried life,
taken risk and rose triumphant.



A scar is a badge of battles
big and small; the victor
not important as survival
is the ultimate winner.

1 Comments:

Blogger izchan said...

Dang ... that is a good poem.

3:01 PM

 

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