#2063-Unnoticed
25/03/2023
Like lingering clouds,
On cold wintry days,
The world often mirrors,
The greyish tones overhead.
Hand in hand,
They create and blend,
A harmonious bond,
Much like old friends.
Strange how nature,
Tends to show us the way,
Yet we often choose to look,
From where we came.
Comments are closed here.