heartloving

Tänker och funderar och undrar... Man har bara ett liv, kanske ska man chansa lite. Vem vet.

Delar med mig av en dikt jag skrev idag:

Essence

The flowers are fading
The colours are becoming gray
It's too cold
Too cold for it to survive
My breathing fog my glasses
The birds are leaving
for warmer places
Can I hitch a ride on your wings?
Please
I stare off into the distance
What's behind those mountains,
what's behind those clouds
Only the birds know

Annika