My heart beat...
I am trying to find my heart beat.
I am searching for my pulse.
I can feel my heart race.
I can feel it jump.
It is when someone talk about children or people in need.
It is when I see it first hand.
I love to sit and listen to people tell me their stories.
I love laugh with them and cry with them.
I love to hug them and make them feel better.
I love being a friend, whatever it takes.
Where is your heart beat?
Have you found it?
What makes your pulse run wild?
Love makes my heart beat faster.
Living for others makes my pulse deeper.
What makes your heart race?
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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