Strawberry stained lips
and the rush to find peace
but it doesn't quite go that way
I know I need to drop the race
Instead I'll keep the color close
I'll touch and feel the red
I won't throw the green away
I'll keep it nearby
I'll taste the sweet
and grow into rest
So slow my step
and still my heart
I know you wait for me
8/15/13
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