Poetry

Sometimes

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The direction we go in isn’t always clear and it can be slightly blinding.

The light shines in and around us as we travel in a new direction.

Sometimes not let us see where we’re going until it’s too late to turn around.

So here I am alone, walking along the most peaceful new path in the sand as I clear my head and let everything else fade away.

And I am glad another day to enjoy tbs nature and the ocean around me as my day comes to an end.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes