I'm really not so sure
I've seen this every hour
I don't believe in time
You don't water the flowers
Night turns into shades
The cover of the blind
Sleepless lonely socks
Discover what they shall find
I'm really not so sure
I've seen this every second
I don't surrender to the sun
Or all I am second guessing
This is a holy blessing
Weeks turn into dust
Grains of falling waves
The moment we awake
We discover who's next to blame
I'm really not so sure
I've seen this every second
I don't surrender to the sun
Or all I am second guessing
This is a holy blessing
©2/9/12 Bruce Clifford
Click on Bruce Clifford for bio and list of other works published by Pencil Stubs Online.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
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