We each
are leaves
and snowflakes
unique moving
haphazardly bumping
swirling dancing
until at
last we
rest there
and there
and here
there and
there and
here again
Category: Life
Snowy
The dark
sky turned
white with
the feathers
of Heaven
my blinds
barely conceal
I can
still see
you sleeping
shepherd boy
resting next
to me
Life
After all
this time
I have
finally realized
that life
indeed is
a very
strange place
and not
one for
the weak
or meek
Madness
All of
these things
now scattered
I am
but tree
leaves fallen
naked and
barren and
they these
things strewn
heaped and
heavy swirling
about in
my madness
come back
to me
my memories
remind me
of summer
Balloon🎈
I am
but balloon
less air
lifeless and
flimsy capable
of buoyancy
but now
just one
more thing
down here
rarely seen
never missed
for who
ever remembers
a balloon
