Posted on December 4, 2019 me, poetry Grateful Glad for one more day Reflecting on which way All that has happened, and to come Thoughts flow, and comfort some Even when lost, I am found Forever, though, I make no sound Under every stone, you will find me let us close our eyes, so we can see Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading...