“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We're afraid.”
“Come to the edge.”
“We can't. We will fall!”
“Come to the edge.”
And they came.
And he pushed them.
And they flew.
Guillaume Apollinaire, 1880-1918
French Poet, Philosopher
Ramblings of a Young & Restless Mom/Wife/Mortician/Chic Extraordinaire
who still somehow manages to feel Bold & Beautiful too.
2 comments:
I still think you're my soulmate. ::flaps wings::
just catching up on some blog reading...i LOVE this post.
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