albino crow.

the other night, i saw an albino crow. there were several hundred crows lingering near the mall, and one was albino. it was beautiful. the other crows were beautiful too, but the unique one was so extravigant.

it seems that a lot of extravigant and beautiful things are over-looked. more often than not, thy're noticed, but simply do not realize it. i know someone who is fun, cute, intelligent, wonderful, honest, exciting, sexy and neat. i respect said person and greatly appreciate their company and compasion. this same person is with a significant other that has become accustum to these wonderous qualities. the significant other may still appreciate these qualities (being as how i'm not them, i can not know for sure) but fails to express the hapiness gained from being in the company of someone possessing such fine qualities. aye, these are some fairly strong compliments, and i mean these all.

i think of you as a constilation
for a single star does not possess your beauty.

there, i wrote a short little poem. it's a happy poem and i don't write those much.

to all the albino crows, all the anomolies, that go over looked, you're not alone. i see you as i see the stars. you'll always be there, even if obscured by the sun or clouds. and i await the return of when i can see you again.