All the perhaps and maybes
linger in the distant land of tomorrow,
where one day,
on a sunlit morning,
we will let them go.
All the perhaps and maybes
linger in the distant land of tomorrow,
where one day,
on a sunlit morning,
we will let them go.
I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
January 27, 2018 at 11:49 am
I absolutely love this!
January 28, 2018 at 11:59 am
Thank you Tom!
January 27, 2018 at 11:52 am
Truly beautiful Neha!
January 28, 2018 at 11:59 am
Thank you so much my brother!
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January 27, 2018 at 1:12 pm
Spectacular! 😎🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀
January 28, 2018 at 11:59 am
Thank you so much!
January 27, 2018 at 2:58 pm
Ah sounds perfect! 😍
January 28, 2018 at 12:00 pm
Thank you dear Arbie ❤
January 27, 2018 at 3:42 pm
Just love this one!!!
January 28, 2018 at 12:00 pm
Thank you so much!
January 29, 2018 at 12:31 pm
You are most welcome, always!
January 27, 2018 at 6:49 pm
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
January 28, 2018 at 12:00 pm
Thank you!
January 28, 2018 at 4:58 pm
You are welcome.
January 27, 2018 at 11:27 pm
No perhaps and maybe when hiking in nature. Beautiful words and place. I’d love to hiking there.
January 28, 2018 at 12:00 pm
Thank you so much!
January 29, 2018 at 4:39 am
Perfect for the day!
Thanks Neha.
Take care
January 29, 2018 at 7:54 am
Thank you Marie, have a wonderful day!