Gifts in return



7/10/16 An open contract of myself

I know I am spinning,

my vision is blurred

and sometimes my feet

catch each other.

I do stumble 

and my eyesight 

isn't what it used to be

but if you fall

I will catch you. 



I am here,

just a poem away. 

Your thoughts are safe with me. 

My canvas is blank

for your love,

paint it on me

and stand back

to witness what you create.

I will return in kind.



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