Friday, February 3, 2023

Thoughts

A million seeds are thrown     And sometimes sown.                 On ground that’s fertile           And may be even arid at times.                                               Yet some buds blossom.           And some just vanish.            Such are thoughts that come and go in a busy mind                                            Some flourish and some just vanish .                                               

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