Transition

Where now I seek
An empty window seat
To see some beauty
Before I fall asleep

Where clouds move past
To throw some shade
Blue skies, my heart’s awake
I’m moving to a quiet state

Where I fly into a foreign land
Over and over, a tear falls down
Sway, sway, my eyes will see
My dreams have flown away from me.

Evelyn Dumag-Gabinete


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