Plan
He plans and plans but nothing comes through.
The light isn't visible to him anymore.
Just a mere speck of yellowness.
Then something unplanned comes alive.
He finds true love.
His life is meant to be unplanned.
So he can find and unwrap the mystery and beauty inside.
Copyright © Christina Wiliams | Year Posted 2012
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