Still breathing,
freely given.
Much to be thankful for.
Each moment is precious.
Once it’s gone,
it’s gone forever.
No repeats.
No two days are the same.
Poetry On A Roll
"free-verse" poetry from the soul
"free-verse" poetry from the soul
Still breathing,
freely given.
Much to be thankful for.
Each moment is precious.
Once it’s gone,
it’s gone forever.
No repeats.
No two days are the same.
