Holding a cup of tea in my hand… I feel the time passing away like quick sand. I look outside at the white sheet of snow, As sunlight seeps in through the window. Wandering in a sea full of thoughts, I try to find myself, having been a little lost. Here and there I go, Pacing up and down on the floor. A bit of this and that is what it’s all about, Life comes in full circle I tell myself, As my lips pout.
