I Still Don’t Know…
Life is strange And… unusual Each of us going our own separate way Independent Yet… Depending on others along the way Everyone we meet leaves a little of them behind Making us who we are Touching us… Parts of us… Pieces of us… Usually we know why things happen why people come into and out of our lives But… Sometimes those we meet remain a Mystery… Still not knowing what or why Only knowing life is so much better because they are here © 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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