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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