Poem...Molly
And then there was One running
Not knowing whether from or to
An unseen light pushing her through
And then there were Two running
Not asking the whats or why
Only knowing a reach for the sky
And then there were Four running
Getting a glimmer of the Why
Helping others with confidence to try
And then there were Hundreds running
Joy building, shoulders touch
Knowing excuses no longer a crutch
And then hundreds of thousands running
Across vast Oceans of Blue
Running with Molly with visions anew
Rex 08/2013
Rabid Poet
Rantings
Sunday, August 18, 2013
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