Feelings
Feelings wander through like the winds from the west,
Finding it difficult to decide whether it's all second guessed,
Through the breezes and dust, we can't help but remain,
Feelings all over the place, trying not to be strained.
For its what keeps us proud, and full of pride,
As we take each day with every moment, every stride,
Knowing that it's all in ourselves,
Taking each thought and dream, and putting them on shelves,
Trusting our visions and looking for truth,
We know where it lies, there's no need to sleuth,
Searching and finding is not the hardest part,
When the answer to be had, is always in your heart.
Paul Walmsley
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