Free Spirit
Like a gentle breeze
That comes and goes
Never staying long
Always unannounced
You can feel it
Yet you can’t grasp it
It belongs to everyone
It belongs to no one
There are times I wished
That it would stay
For I was not ready
To let it part my way
But this breeze is a fleeting
And will soon be gone
For all will cease
When summer ends
No comments:
Post a Comment