big life by pasha As i read the book backwards i read my life forwards watching as days grow age i see grass split before i press my feet and i stop.. to wonder do i. tell me do when you reach your hand to point and brush my shoulder and feel my breath do you feel my depth of confusion? i seek a shovel as to bury my feelings supose to may greet them a day of another yet...maybe forever..never Added to GotPoetry.com ( http://www.gotpoetry.com ) on 30-Mar-2009