A corridor, a set of steps and then
you are here
don't forget to make that left turn
otherwise you might miss it,
this lovely little room
many hours have been spent here
wondering about life and its sometimes
excruciating pain
why some feelings fade and
some don't
why certain people never seem
to understand and
why the seasons have to change
so darn fast
I don't have the answers, have you?
2 kommentarer:
Musingly well said. I wonder too about that.
love this poem ida...the importance of a room that knows it all...
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