LINDAGINE.IT

Through the wind, you walk, the truth unfolds. Thoughts start to get clear, so does the plot; you take all the mistakes; in the mist, you flow. March starts to howls, now a song: leave the crowd, those doubts, bless the fall; There is no delay you need to lay the blame on  if those missteps connected all the dots. You learned, you earned, you’ve got through; what once was loss now bends to broader view, you know time is not about how much, but how; there’s so much to learn, so much to do. You learned, you earned, you’ve got through; perhaps it’s time to express some more gratitude:  to those ones I love, thank you.  For every path I swore had led me wrong, was but the way to where I felt myself, I got I belong. So we’re marching on, we’re marching on So we’re marching on, we’re marching on All rights reserved ©️ Author: Linda Cianci (Lindagine) CHIAVE DI LETTURA: "Marching on" è la nuova Lindagine di Marzo, in i...