Sometimes I stop in my path
To pick a dandelion
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Sometimes I watch
The hummingbirds fly
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Sometimes I let myself take simple pleasure
In the sun, the moon and sky
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Sometimes people watch and stare
Me as I smell the flowers
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Sometimes I can feel there eyes on my back
And I know they whisper about me
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Sometimes I can hear the echos
They think I'm not normal
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Sometimes I wonder, what wrong have I committed?
By letting myself feel joy?
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Sometimes I wonder
What have they lost?
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Stardust
PoesiaWe are all made of Stardust Though we know it not We are all the same. Not diffrent. We are all one. - A collection of poems about the natural world. All poems are created by me. Cover made by me! Updated Wednesdays and Saturdays.
