I forget to notice
How gently
The sun sets on the hills.
The stars give all their light.
The birds fly high above us.
The passage of time.
To bask in the gentle.
It escapes me so often.
Always looking for the next 5 steps.
Slow it down
Be gentle.
Do what makes you happy.
Enjoy the passage of time.
We do not know when it will end.
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The Heart Doctor
PoetryTravelling through the world of love and hurt. It's a train that will not stop when you want to. But god what a journey.
