November Sky

November Sky
I give you my hair, I give you my face, I give you my nails. I give you my voice and my eyes. I give you the trees and the hills. I give you the colored leaves adrift on silent, mirror-gray ponds. I give you the dawn, frozen now. I give you the roads. I give you the graves and the secrets they hold. I give you the earth where I stand, and the places I have been. I give you the distance between. I give you my shoes. I give you my arms. I give you my hands. I give you my faith in dreams. *November 5, 2006* Previous Entry Next Entry Return to Songs and Letters About the Author	Main Page Author�s Note Background Notebook A Listening Thing Among the Living No Time to Cut My Hair One Hand Clapping Songs and Letters Collected Poems Early Short Stories Armenian Translations Interviews News and Reviews Highly Recommended Let�s Eat Favorite Books & Authors Useless Information Conversation E-mail & Parting Thoughts Flippantly Answered Questions
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