thoughts from my mind to yours

You and I get left behind…

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Thoughts escape the mind in the cool breeze,

As the sun falls from its grace,

different souls travel on their boats,

gently kissing the sea’s face,

The eagles and the kingfishers,

All fly to their nest…

The clouds get dotted with orange,

as the sun sets…

And You and I get left behind,

with the water, on our boat,

to rest.




Author: forgottenmeadows

I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.

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