One Year

by Aki   Jul 21, 2007


Its come to this.
The first maker
on the stone.
I don't know
what to say now.
The only words
that touch my
lips are
"Thank you"
for this wonderful year.
And "I'm sorry"
that it didn't go smoother.
We've made it
this far,
so why not
a few more years.
I don't believe
the first year
is the hardest,
nor the easiest.
You never know
what the next will bring.
So how could you
say that
when you don't know...

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