Mind Wanders

Mind Wanders short poem

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The mind wanders,
To that happy place,
Still making me smile,
Although it has been a while.

The mind wanders
in between pleasant moments,
wondering how would it be right here, right now?

It requites then, nodding ‘YES’!
It would have been different,
But, would it be the furthest?
Would you like the sundry tests?

The mind wanders, sometimes, asking what if,
No keeps,
Do you still view weeps?

The heart then begins to thwart,
Safe is the place to be,
Dialogue has been always the key;
Be it stunning or ornery,
Live it like it is meant to be.

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