There There It’s there If you could only see You will find it Feel it It’s there Like the strings of a piano It floats in the air Invisible Like the thoughts in your head Tired Like the wrinkles on your skin It’s there There there Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related
lovely post and poem
Thank you, Sonali 🙂