Thoughts Poem by Shania K. Younce

For common intentions are received through blight sight.
There unorthodox by pair-less time.
And, the heart will break through common factors.
Henceforth, to be as alike to be.
But, implausible they say.
Yet, it's wrong in many ways.
And, right in many ways as, well.
It shall be only thrust upon those who call.
Let not fall away; but to share in minds alike, and as far part as time will see.
For we live in a world unknown to us.
And, as extraordinary as it may be, we learn to expect the common unexpected.
For childish hope, curiosity, happiness, with fear we see.
And, that's are souls content, which lives within us, and the child that is us.
And, every-one has tried death at the stand.
In the end always with a little faith and love forever, more.
Goodnight and Goodbye.