Clinging
By touching we feel, no real need to show
Let us sense our favourite thing
Dreaming sleeping a wish an awake so slow
Friends we keep close but why not a foe
God a pleasure, but still another king
Learn through life avoid trouble and woe
Shadows cast long and dark but avoid holy Joe
Be not like a worm the earth to cling
Love life, go overcome like a fresh wind to blow
There is a true life’s poetry as some do know
Lives turning around climbing an upswing
Grasping, releasing, knowing when to let go
All this thinking but what about the status quo
Going perhaps like an old wedding ring
Gentle a feeling a releasing a touch there a forego
Copyright © Nigel Fox | Year Posted 2010
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