I Wonder
Sometimes I stop to wonder
As I wander through my day
If any of the people
I encounter on the way
Ever stop to wonder
About love and life and such
And if they do I wonder
If they wonder just how much
Time is spent just wondering
About the things we see
And then I start to wonder
If they wonder about me
As I go about just wondering
From dawn to setting sun
It’s no bloody wonder
I can’t get a damn thing done
- Lorrie Ette's blog
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I Loved This!
It was fun, and gentle. And i think its true, we do go about wondering about people's lives. I know i do!
Debs x
Thanks Debs
Thanks for reading and taking the time to comment.
Sorry I missed this earlier. Well actually I could have sworn I replied, must have forgotten to hit the 'post comment' button. Smacks herself on the head. Must be all that wondering, ha ha.
love this one Lorrie
great poem very true to life also us women are all the same I think ,
I do like your poems Lorrie keep sending them in from Willow
Thanks Willow
It was just a bit of silliness, sometimes I wonder (oh oh here I go again, ha ha) where they come from.
Hey Willow, I like your poems too. I actually look for them when I log in. I might add you to my buddy list if that's ok with you.
willow to Lorrie
yes Lorrie thats ok with me you can add me to your buddy list I have okey`d it thanks from Willow