Searching, Questions

Do you really think you want to know?
Why it sometimes rains
sometimes snows.

Do you ever want to see the whole of me?
Sometimes a misty blue
sometimes grey.

Do you think I'm just the man that's me?
Sometimes with a bag of needs
sometimes free.

Do you really see what's here beneath the fear?
Sometimes hard to find
sometimes clear.

by David Taylor

Comments (1)

Now this one is delightful David, I really like the three line verses and they are so well constructed and I love the contents. Excellent one. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX