If every word I say come back to a full circle that would be life I guess
If everything was perfect why does friends call or reply to message would it all be so simple Innocent perfect across the telephone line.
If we mix and match how would parents tell us wrong from right
I guess it is a learning process, if one ask.
If stop to go and knowing the color of a school bus would that be learning or would it be the value of good education or a achievement.
brethren to birds brethren to air brethren to love and laughter I may not know every thing but I know all things come back to the center.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow! Wonderful poem.....!