reach out
time is flowing by
make the minutes count
don't know when they'll be up
reach out
time is flowing by
don't let hate take residence
forgive, love and
reach out
because time is flowing by
someone is dying now
you might be next
so reach out again
and make each minute count
YOU ARE READING
Jst Random Words
PoetryA collection of words. Pieces of thoughts and feelings. An attempt at the impossible task of putting into words what moves in people's hearts.
