Sunday, September 1, 2019

Nothing

I don't pray
For riches
To leave you any
I have already give you
The best of me
And what I got in return?
Nothing. Words that went
With the wind.

at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Do you see His work?

 When you look around And smile at the beauty   of a bright sunny sky When you hear  birds singing on the trees Or tiny butterflies  Working...

  • Listen
    To the music...the sensous rythm...the words wrotten by an excentric poet...it brings so many memories...of family reunions...special times ...
  • Listen
    Listen, just listen to the hours They are trying to tell you something...
  • Listen
    Listen to the silence That speaks about the goodbye That we never said... Listen to the footsteps That sneak into our souls And scare t...