"i'll like a drop of rainwater refracting light...
and a dash of illumination across the endless dark too."

Thursday, May 31, 2012

.seven years.
by norah jones

... eyes wide open,
always hoping for the sun.
and she'll sing her song to anyone
that comes along.

fragile as a leaf in autumn,
just fallin' to the ground,
without a sound.

crooked little smile on her face,
tells a tale of grace
that's all her own...