Looking up at vast sky,
often I question why ?
does it have space to give company tonight ?
looking at lush green meadows
bustling with moving wind
Often I ask why?
do you have clove to hug me today?
looking at dark grey blue waves
playing with dark deep oceans
someone who lived alone
can you give me shoulder ?
at the lawns of sunflowers
moving about
watching the sun in sky
can you make me smile ?
with all earthly fairies and divine
I ask,
numerous times
can I be with you ?
am I wrong to ask you ?
What sins won’t let us grow?
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You ask a series of 64 billion dollar questions dear spills .. whether there is a definitive answer to any of them, is beyond me .. and my guess is we shall just have to wait and see .. But with my hand on my heart, I have a feeling everything will work out fine in the end .. N 🙂
Thank you so much dear Neville…with friends like you and Teddy cheering me…and all wonderful people at mps…I am sure sky will have a space for me…one day a bit far but sooner…
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