Could be classed as a tapestry of words
A mix of different unravelled thoughts
and ideas, the texture of living a life.
Clicking the fingers, tapping the feet
To the sound of the world passing by
All writing has a certain quality.
Somewhere behind yesterday’s hills lies history
With age comes a different perspective
As each door in life we pass through
leads us to pastures new.
There are times, of course,
When it is good to diversify
Head off out into the world of words
Keeping a level head.
The end product is made up of many particles;
Among my words is who I am.
There is no end, only new beginnings.
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