?
Can you see it? It’s in the air, Where did it come from? Why should we
care?
You can not see it! Yet it is there. We only feel it, It’s
in the air.
It pass through time, from heart to heart. From mind to
mind , from thought to thought.
Not near or far can
keep it away! When the time is right it comes our way.
Not very far away, sometime very close, It’s the first
thing to arrive and It linger the most.
Where did it come from? Why
should we care? We only feel it, It’s in the air.
Where did it come from? Why is it here? All I know is while
you are here,
My heart is very heavy and so are me fears! Who am I to you ????????
So with the being said, let’s have a little fun with this
hit me up on twitter at linda Craig. Who am I to you ? And let’s give this poem a
name! When you listen to the words! What
does it say to you!
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