~ Life ~
Life can’t be defined.
Subtle it is,
At each turn,
Springing up without notice.
The joyous moments,the wisps of sadness.
Embracing them,
I walk with it.
A journey through the window of time…
Life
My escape
My escape
~ Life ~
Life can’t be defined.
Subtle it is,
At each turn,
Springing up without notice.
The joyous moments,the wisps of sadness.
Embracing them,
I walk with it.
A journey through the window of time…
thatdreamblog 
A fine poem.
Thank you…It’s actually the first comment on my blog.It really means a lot..Thank you again.
That is a lovely poem. Simple but true.
I’m really grateful for the encouraging words.Thank you…