#46 (From, ‘what's Really Happening - In 54 Numbers’) Poem by Peter S. Quinn
#46 (From, ‘what's Really Happening - In 54 Numbers’)
There are shadows and some doubt,
Thoughtless people moving about;
Silent thoughts in lonesome crowds,
All is forgotten.
Prayers from songs to the earth,
Freshness having a rebirth;
Love is just what it is worth,
Unspoiled or rotten.
Forgive any state of mind,
Two together one combined;
But one's heart is often blind,
Life's always plotting.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
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