Sunday, March 22, 2009

Mark in the Sand

Am I leaving a mark in the sand? When I leave this earth, do I leave any echo behind or was I just passing like a whisper, a slight breeze in the air? I didn't have the chance to be a caring daughter having lost my mother so young, didn't have the privilege to know my father, my sister doesn't allow me to be a loving sibling, my husband is independent and doesn't let me in, I have chosen not to have children. So I fly through life leaving only a murmur behind and watch all the marks in the sand wishing I would have been able to leave some as well!

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