Saturday, December 06, 2008
I miss my second
Life is a margarita.
Presented in crystal for some,
plastic for others.
Contents a clash of flavors and memories;
around it all the constant possibility of a little salt circling, should you foolishly think the flavour has faded .
counting the pluses and the minuses,
through the myriad of possibilities -
an experience to cherish;
gone far too soon.
Never to be taken alone.
With a second, an entirely new perspective emerges.
If life is a margarita; make it so.