donderdag 29 december 2011

A work in progress

I am a work in progress
Building on unstable ground
From memories, hopes and dreams
Laughter, tears and love to cement them together
An odd shape structure slowly rises
Quite happy in its spot but looking fairly out of place
Its colours, sounds and smells come from around the world
In places crumbling while it is build
The rubble of major collapses all around it
Yet at its core it stands beautiful and proud

geschreven 22 december 2011

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