Astrological Forecast
poem by:
Elizabeth Ladji
Written
on Feb 11, 2015
The sun decided to shine on Sunday,
and he missed all the little things
that happened around you.
She thought he understood what was in her head.
But she didn't follow in a straight line,
and he preferred a different pace.
She had her own way of getting things done,
and she was starting to like the idea.
It was a fresh day for walking the hills.
The stars would make a surprise appearance
befor nightfall.
Tags: deep, imagery, weird, wishful,
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Estes Dotani commented:
Letting others think for you is a path of shortfalls.
Nice rhythm.(befor).
