The world may not
be on my side.
But each morning
the sun rises,
and finds me for a kiss.
A nature that gives desire,
and a want for better days.
The grasshopper sings
The world may not
be on my side.
But each morning
the sun rises,
and finds me for a kiss.
A nature that gives desire,
and a want for better days.
A Wandering Poet 