I believe in signs.
Sometimes,
We pass by them
Not seeing them
And move on.
My signs were planted
Long ago,
The grew quietly
Waiting patiently
For me to notice them.
How blessed I am
To see them blossom
Marking the path
For me.
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I believe in signs.
Sometimes,
We pass by them
Not seeing them
And move on.
My signs were planted
Long ago,
The grew quietly
Waiting patiently
For me to notice them.
How blessed I am
To see them blossom
Marking the path
For me.
Bar