Sounds

Word on the Street Issue 20, April 2022

A Poem by Bill M.

I wonder if I will miss my old way of living. 

Since coming to the sounds of life?

I hear the traffic as it goes by; but do I really hear the sounds.

The river flows as I walk by; yet I miss the way the current goes.

Doubt not for this new life has the sounds that goes with the feel of our hearts: Even if we feel not the sounds of old.

Written on 3/2/2022