Just a thought
Carefully falling down
My mind begins to wander
Always looking ahead
To a better tomorrow	

Gray Noise
The noise is near
Closer than ever
Stop the past from haunting the future
Let your dreams release you!

Individualism Unmasked
Sorrow begins in loneliness
Wallows in solitude
Amplifies in magnitude
Without our togetherness

Life in a Snow Globe

Tossing, Turning, Spinning Round
Look! Again-the sky
Is falling up and down

Little Things
Never ignore the little things
They are what matter most.
For you won't know until too late,
That the butterfly is gone.
Reach out and hold my hand
And I will be happy,
It is the little things I love.

Spilt Milk
White is black
In language and tongue
But reading the blood
Never produces.

The Gathering
The days seen rapid
As the relationships grow
Until time stands still
With us,
Alone.

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