Tuesday, November 2, 2010
I Am Not I . . .
I am not I. . .
I am this one walking beside me whom I do not see.
Whom at times I manage to visit, and at other times I forget.
The one who remains silent when I talk, the one who forgives, sweet, when I hate.
The one who takes a walk when I am indoors.
The one who will remain standing when I die.
May you know the one who walks beside you, and may you be blessed this day.