What do three years mean anyway?

If it doesn't mean kindness - then how can it mean friendship?


Woman
she wanted to be a blade
of grass amid the fields
but he wouldn't agree
to be the dandelion

she wanted to be a robin singing
through the leaves
but he refused to be
her tree

she spun herself into a web
and
looking for a place to rest
turned to him
but he stood straight
declining to be her corner

she tried to be a book
but he wouldn't read

she turned herself into a bulb
but he wouldn't let her grow

she decided to become
a woman
and though he still refused
to be a man
she decided it was all
right
~Nikki Giovanni

Classic Audrey (these days especially)

I spent 15 minutes creating the settings on this new blog rather than working on the paper - due tomorrow - which I haven't started yet. Ah yes...Procrastination. What else can I do to avoid working...