and this post contaisn a poem i wrote for some one special and wanted to share
by Jereme Dean
i can't get that rat out of my mind
it ran right by my foot
it was quick
i thought rats were ferocious
with their yellow fangs
and hiss/growl noise
like warriors
but this rat wasn't like that
he was small and grey
he was tiny compared
to what notion i have of rats
he was not a warrior
he was a runner
he just wanted to be left alone
and find some place safe
i can empathize with that
actually the rat
was beautiful
you find beauty
in the strangest
of places
i guess