Mysterious are the ways of this myriad coloured world
Strange are the lives we choose and the destiny we share
Where do we come from, whence do we go
The people we meet, those we love and care.
Nothing explains the twinkle in an eye
The passing smile, a thought in the mind
Wondrous indeed are the sights we see
Amazing the sounds of breeze and its kind.
A chance of a call, from someone unknown
A sudden connection unseen, untold
Yet one knows them from some distant past
Our lives woven tapestry still left to unfold.
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Wow, so proud of you little sis.
Thanks di
Have known Billy all my life and have read and appreciated the beautiful vignettes she creates of myriad seemingly common but actually some unique aspects of everyday life and experience.Her simple evocative and touching poetry is surely going to endear her to her readers
May you go places Bills!
Thanks 🤗di