Without A Thought Of........
On a sunny Friday
as the breezes brush our lips
we drink our wine so slowly
without a thought of ....
We depth our moment sweetly-
just glad that we were born
and sip into our present
without a thought of .....
The moment drifts in focus
and lifts our hearts as one
into the dance of being
without a thought of ....
The sunshine warms our faces
and smiles into our hearts -
holding us together
without a thought of ....
The afternoon - so simple -
so easy with it's flow -
lifts our spirits upward
without a thought of.....
Joy Weare,
7th August, 2009.
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