I have a picture of an egg Painted by a friend It's what i see to start each day Hanging there at my bed's end.
A day is like an egg, you know self-contained within it's shell Filled with energy and purpose And yet remains so very frail
To free the many options here A crack is all it takes, The shell turns loose potential Like the dawn as each day breaks
The fate of either is our choice The egg...To hatch...To boil...Or to fry
The Day...to fill with worthwhile tasks Or just enjoy as life goes by
All of our days, as all of our eggs are ours to use , but listen, Folks Beware of how you handle them Some of them have double yolks.
Copyrighted...By Fran Crawford..
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My name is Yasmin.
I would not tell you my full name.. so deal with it. :D
-I`m a PROUD Catholic.
-going forward achieving my dream to be a MODEL
-got out save and happy on the 13th Of July 1995
-I currently love ATL, A Rocket To The Moon and FTSK!
-I adore my friends
-I love my CHURCH!