one time i became very small
and fled to a deep patch of grass
i hid from the giant monsters
i learned to become friends with a friendly ant
there was always plenty to go around
we sang little songs
but they were big to us
even the small bit of hope that burned in our hearts
was enough to keep us warm through the cold, cold night.
Monday, April 20, 2009
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