by GMS75Florida, USA
Oct 2013 594 Views 1 comments
Us
You touch,
I feel,
You know.
...why fret about what may,
or may not be?
We must sustain our own garden,
not to worry for today,
or the morrow'.
We touch,
We feel,
We know.
Gregory Sexton
10/14/13
I feel,
You know.
...why fret about what may,
or may not be?
We must sustain our own garden,
not to worry for today,
or the morrow'.
We touch,
We feel,
We know.
Gregory Sexton
10/14/13
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Posted: Oct 2013
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Comments (1)
I feel,
Touch is very important to us humans. Lovely poem.