Fleeting Thoughts

Sitting and wondering

What will tomorrow bring

Questioning and pondering

While the song birds sing


What has become of you

Your life’s path was uncertain

You always made me blue

Such a puzzling person


Maybe I’ll call

My phone is right here

Wait I’ll stall

Just a minute to clear


Where did it go

Something went wrong

And with a final blow,

The thought was gone.

Tessa🦋

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