Everything it seems happens for a reason
It's true spring or fall or any old season
The meaning quite often is something we don't know
But that's insufficient proof that it just isn't so.
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hzugman (
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Sometimes I can’t wrap my head around why people do the things they do… let alone everything else… sigh. Great poem
Thanx for the comment DD.
Cleverly worded and written. Well done
Thanx SB.
You are most welcome
A lovely ditty and a deep thought! One of your best sir!! One small question: why did you write it? (-:
Thanx J54. To answer your question (and this might sound very weird) I don't usually know. They just come to, or perhaps more accurately, through, me. I am studying and trying apply in my life, spiritualism. Maybe that has something to do with it.
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