When the World Closes In

Moon niice

Days drift by uneventfully

days of happiness and bliss

when it is just you and I

 

and the door on the world is shut tight

 

tears, worries and fears

when the dark days come

when storm clouds roll across the skies

 

when the world closes in

 

doubts and thoughts

that cannot be controlled

my mind in a whirl of discontentment

 

when the world closes in

 

my thoughts like butterflies

scattered like clouds through the skies

I dream and I wonder why

 

when the world closes in

 

then I long to stray

far, far away

down a country road

 

when the world closes in

 

there nature heals

and song birds sing

the river rushes by as gulls bob on the water

 

there beneath a tall oak tree

I can sit and remember

so many wonderful things and precious memories

when the world closes in

 

it cleanses my soul

and refreshes my mind

puts things back into perspective

 

when the world closes in

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About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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