Collected By Sunshine
Rambling of thought
scatters on breeze
Collected by sunshine that naps in the trees
Some are sweet memories
floating on air
Some are the dreams that I dream, if I dare
Gambling of thought
tumbles with ease
Carried by birdsong, an owl overseas
Many are hopeful
for good times to share
Many are troubled, obsessed with despair
Scrambling of thought
drifts to appease
Walking, my mind is ahead of my knees
And I am so grateful
as I am aware
How lucky I am to be, anywhere
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2020
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