In the comforts of a lazy Sunday afternoon,
you ask all your whys
to the clear blue sky,
as you ponder laying on the green grass,
on the nothings and everything,
of life.
In the comforts of a lazy Sunday afternoon,
you ask all your whys
to the clear blue sky,
as you ponder laying on the green grass,
on the nothings and everything,
of life.
I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
June 7, 2015 at 2:20 pm
Oh, how this makes me wistful and hoping to lie in the grass and ponder… on the ‘why’s. Neha, mighty fine writing here! 🙂
June 7, 2015 at 4:10 pm
aww thanks so much my friend 🙂
June 7, 2015 at 3:29 pm
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
IN THE PHOTO, THE CLOUD ON THE RIGHT LOOKS LIKE A LADY IN A LONG, BILLOWING WHISPY DRESS. 🙂
June 7, 2015 at 4:10 pm
nice observation Jonathan and thanks for the reblog 🙂