Distant Thoughts
I cannot concentrate, my mind wandering
This day, my heart has been unsettled
The secret that I must carry 'round with me
Plays upon my mind and will not set me free
Here among the trees, breeze rustling the leaves
Laughter comes to me, calling from the past
The seasons have come and gone along the way
Yet I will keep my secret, forever and a day
5/27/14
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2014
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