November 13, 2011
By redheadeddevil2 GOLD, Mabelvale, Arkansas
redheadeddevil2 GOLD, Mabelvale, Arkansas
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Favorite Quote:
"be yourself"

These tall trees rock
By the will of the wind
As if they are a flock
Trying to lend
Their branches to the sky
And as the clouds float by
I wonder what is above
Is there nothing
Or is there something
These riddles in my head
Never end
Instead the riddles make riddles
It is a never ending curiosity
Of everyone
And everything
I have ever known
As it grows
And then shows
What it really knows.

The author's comments:
A couple weeks before my great grandmother died, I wrote this. I wasn't sure what to believe in. There are many religions out there, but how do we know which one is real? The only way to find out is to die or find one you can believe in. That's one thing that science can't tell us. What are we to believe in?

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