A DOT

A dot is what they call me

A dot where you begin

 

It is the end that you will fall to me

A dot will set you free

 

I wish that they all knew me

To understand the whole line of me

 

Understanding a dot of me

Is to know the all of you to me

 

June 21,2009

8:50a.m.- 8:59 a.m.