
The message was clear,
No words were spoken,
Written with Ink,
Word by Word,
Line by Line,
It conveyed what needed to be said….
The message was clear,
No words were spoken,
Written with Ink,
Word by Word,
Line by Line,
It conveyed what needed to be said….
Dear life,
How are you doing?
Are you frustrated in the four walls?
Or do you keep things going,
Do you envy the birds that fly high in the sky?
Beyond closed doors how does one feel alive,
Have you forgotten the feeling of fresh air?
The summer showers which once was a joy,
Now we sit behind the window and just watch it pass by,
The beautiful places that we plan to visit,
Now is something impossible to try,
Dear Life,
In times of uncertainty,
How does one still continue to enjoy?
Perhaps, it’s the ray of hope that keeps us alive….