Do you stop and smell the roses?
Do you pause when you see a butterfly?
Are there things you day dream about?
Do they make you happy inside?
Is everything a light hearted feeling?
Do you remember times when things
Were simpler and new?
Are there a thousand wish you could make
On every shooting star you seen?
Moment to moment the innocence
Is within you.
Moment to Moment it’s as if a dream.
I remember every word shared.
I remember you and what you told me.
It is you, it is you. . .
Oct 4/11
1 comment:
Namaste brother, :)
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