Sweet peace slides through my fingers like river water.
I can feel it's ebb and flow,
tugging at my heart, my mind.
There and then gone,
It leaves behind a sad hunger in my soul,
and a longing for it's cool refreshment.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Posts
.JPG)
2 comments:
You deny it, but you write really beautiful poetry. I love the way you look at things.
Oooh this pleases me! You are too kind my talented young friend!!
Post a Comment