It's been a while,
But the lines have blurred
Joined together.
And now I don't know,
Where work ends
And I begin.
Where the grass starts growing,
And the water starts flowing,
And the light is warming.
Where love gives a hug,
To ease the bleakness
Of monotonous duty.
I wish I knew
Where to start searching,
For the starry euphoria
That dims slightly,
And becomes safety.
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A Touch of Wonder
PoetryA book of poetry filled with thoughts, experiences, and emotions. "As I walk down the slippery street, My face streaming with tears, The sadness can barely be sustained. But you suddenly kiss away my fears, My dear umbrella in the rain."
