Sitting around doing nothing at all.
Daydreaming about the cool days.
Either in spring or fall.
Summer and winter thoughts can stays.
I remember the days I felt like dying.
The days I had so many fears.
When I see myself trying
my best every year.
Remembering the times I was happy.
The times I was sleepy.
The days when I was holding a cute puppy.
It was all thoughts that were so dreamy.
The day I meet my first love.
The day we hold each others hands.
Then the days i've seen none.
When someday I could'nt even stand.
And then later falling deep
deep,
deep, into my thoughts
Or what the good or bad fought.
YOU ARE READING
What's meant...to be known
PoesíaWhat the world has to say? Words have meaning, For you to really stay? While you are thinking. Nothing would change the words. Nor would change what you read, Words can get blurred. I got nothing to pled. Poetry from the heart, Mind and life. Words...
