Lips open to speak
Words always unheard.
Tiny screens reflect in eyes,
My mind begins to wonder
If ears are closed
When eyes do not meet.
My heart crumbles
Pieces of missed
Opportunities.
a.l.c
Poetry and words
Poetry and words
Lips open to speak
Words always unheard.
Tiny screens reflect in eyes,
My mind begins to wonder
If ears are closed
When eyes do not meet.
My heart crumbles
Pieces of missed
Opportunities.
a.l.c
pouringtruth 
I’d love if you would post this on my per-share post!
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Grasp those daily opportunities – but evaluate their merits first! Have a Wonderful Wednesday! ❤️🙏🏽
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