Sunday, November 09, 2008

Choice

this one, again, is for biks...

A day will come when finally he will have no choice...
he will have to hear the plea of your inner voice...
she will come to you, come on her own...
for fruits always grow on trees whose seeds have so painstakingly been sown!


until next time...

2 comments:

Mulling Over My Thoughts said...

Thank you ma'am!
:)
Awesome!!!

cute n confused said...

ya ya welcome...!
(gentle reminder: lifetime supply.... : P)