If I must choose
a thing to be in this world,
let me be a prayer —
a whisper —
that I might float freely
on the wind
and always find my way
to your heart
and mine.
If I must choose
a thing to be in this world,
let me be a prayer —
a whisper —
that I might float freely
on the wind
and always find my way
to your heart
and mine.
Trini Lind says on December 22, 2015
🌬💕💕💕💕💕
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Laurie's Notes says on December 22, 2015
❤
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johncoyote says on December 22, 2015
Gentle and beautiful words. A amazing poem.
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Laurie's Notes says on December 22, 2015
Thank you. Many blessings. Laurie
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johncoyote says on December 22, 2015
You are welcome Laurie.
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