Monday, November 30, 2015

the paragraph of life


The leaves wave
The wind rustling through
Shaking it softly
The power of soft words

There is no need to shout
There is a need to share
Compassion and understanding
Of a time of demons act of play

The branches can bend
Reaching out to its world
Nothing is impossible
When true grit makes it through

The leaves may fall
Leaving its comfort zone
Floating away to provide
Nourishment to survive

Don't let regrets play
Into the head and feel dismay
The paragraph of life
It is page and spacing

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