I haven’t heard
Sounds of lands afar
Whispering of air
Flowing high above
I haven’t seen
Sights beyond my reach
Where life is different
Not the one I’m used to with
I haven’t spoke
Words that I write
I may feel strange
In a land, stranger to me
Beautifully penned liked reading it….ππ
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My pleasure keep smiling…..ππ
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A lovely poem that makes me think of the new year coming. Maybe your message is something completely different but they say it’s all in the readers mind
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Thanks for the like. You’re right. What we write is our own mind’s interpretation but readers may conclude something different from it.
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