Skipping thoughts
like stones
across my mind
None making
much sense
or connecting
with another
They just fly by
like birds
headed south
for the winter
Some more colorful
than others
(D. James)
Skipping thoughts
like stones
across my mind
None making
much sense
or connecting
with another
They just fly by
like birds
headed south
for the winter
Some more colorful
than others
(D. James)
