Questions for the day
Gone unanswered any way
A few thoughts stray...
Will I ever find my way?
In the meandering bay
Where the blue sky sways
In a lazy lusty way
"Never make hay
It's just a sultry day"
The green grass nod n' say
"You'll always find your way
As lone you tread your way"
I step in and softly pray
That I find at last my way
In the tortuous pathway
But a few thoughts stray
Still tickle my mind and say
You've yet not found your way
And answers till this day...
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