Dust of confusion has seatled
You walk in the room knowing
What you are
And what you want
Some crossroads jumped forward
You made it easy for everyone
New challenges and new roads
Awaits your discover
Rainbow streets are under your shoes
Where you are welcomed wih a smile
Our talks took a different turn
But cherished they remained
Changed your hair
But thoughts remained
Changed your style
But life outlook remained
YOU ARE READING
Ocean Blue
PoetryBlue flower smells far, As potential grows, So does attraction. Should it be replanted? Or left on its own?
