Solemn Sonder
Have you ever sat and sondered so,
At the passerby that walks a slow?
A fleeting step and a passing glow,
A single mind in its own flow.
And have you ever sat and sondered so,
At the mind in its own flow,
A fragile thought and a silent blow,
Only now a solemn walk on home.
Copyright © Joshua Brown | Year Posted 2016
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