Drift No More...
Drift Away...
i am a tumbleweed...
Every time the wind blows. i roll on along from one place to another.
Enjoying the sights, learning what I can, picking up more sand and twigs as I grow, then i roll along again.
Best described to me.
By another.
That i was, like Michael Landen in the show "Touched By An Angel,".
Only there for a short time, in each new town, and with each new person's, to learn from them as they learn from me.
To help each of us find our purpose and move along to the next.
Flattering, in a since...
Yet, so very, very, very, lonely.
When One longs for More...
For i am a drifter....
Made to wonder... To help others...
Forced to be forever alone..... ?
Drifter
When will One take hold of my hand,
And Never Let Go.
i Am Not Getting Any Younger
As The Years Get Shorter.
Needing Roots To Ground Me.
Longing To Find What Comforts Me.
Thank You
Flitterfly... :):):)
DawnRobin ?