Sometimes,
as we race against time
figuring out
what is yours and what is mine
we fall behind
on noticing,
what matters…
We forget to feel…
the fresh morning breeze
that puts our heart, at ease
forget to rest our eyes
on the clear blue skies,
forget that in this world
we all move homeward,
toward our hearts,
together…
Sometimes,
as we race against time
figuring out
what is yours and what is mine
we fall behind
on noticing,
what matters…
we forget to say,
Thank you!