So many times
I repeated the space
Transversing the content
With my thoughts
They never got fully digested.
I would wake, acknowledge another day
Face it diffferently but the same
Inbetween the bird would sing
The day advance into Autumn.
The year begin to creep to its end.
Love Mary **
Love Mary **
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 8:52 AM UTC
So many times
I repeated the space
Transversing the content
With my thoughts
They never got fully digested.
I would wake, acknowledge another day
Face it diffferently but the same
Inbetween the bird would sing
The day advance into Autumn.
The year begin to creep to its end.
Love Mary **
Love Mary **