The perfect solution
Is resting in the sand
With bare feet you will see
The answer is in your hand
Grains of sand are gathering
They hold firmly together
Suddenly thoughts begin to sift
In the breeze of transient weather
1/31/08
Nice write Theresa! Thank you for sharing this poem! *10*! ! Friend Thad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely write Theresa grains of sand ten grains I say Chris