The Slight Difference Poem by Savio Antonio Vogt
The Slight Difference
I put the cup of wine to my lips,
my mind, in thoughts it dips,
I think of the past,
I always wonder, why eternally does it last.
also my outlook is vast,
I notice the slight difference between the past and the present.
I find my mistake atlast,
that's what made a slight difference between my past and my present and future to be.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
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