In a long-ago past,

Wooden wheels,

Traveled and turned. …

I wish I could feel,

Like the things I see.

Symmetrical, …

A few,

Without knowing,

Stand out. …

Sparkles,

With time fade.

Like dreams that fool, …

When thoughts get tangled,

It’s just an ordinary day.

But with feelings, …

I wonder if tomorrow,

I’ll remember today.

When I awaken, …

“Stay by me,”

She whispered.

“Let the snows melt, …

Only when I look,

From the inside,

And not above, …

The sun rose,

As I looked and wondered,

About life outside. …

It is heartwarming,

When even a door,

Receives recognition, …

To dreamily stare,

At faraway thoughts,

In a different realm, …

All I need,

Is to close my eyes,

Drown out the noise, …

When days come my way,

That I cannot see straight,

I no longer fret. …

There now are days,

That come my way,

With clear blue skies, …

Snowflakes danced,

As I stared outside.

Hard to believe, …

And where,

Among the many,

Do I find you, …

Support comes,

Unexpectedly,

In many forms. …

How to believe,

And peacefully flow,

When on one side, …

And so he searched,

Without knowing why.

Somewhere in the mist, …

It is hard,

To be by her side,

When the world is sunny, …