A Whisper on the Breeze.

poem by: Thomas Higgins
Written on Jul 27, 2014 

I think I've come to understand,
That most of life goes by unplanned,
And time passes us in such a hurry,
There is no point to doubt and worry,
As nothing is ever as it seems,
Our reality merges with our dreams,
So that every day of life one sees,
Is just a whisper on the breeze.

Tom Higgins.

 

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