Chance, as a coin tossed,
Ever a pair of outcomes
One hoped for, one dreaded
And when alone
Only temporary,
For it’s just a matter of time
Before it finds a hand to rest in.
1221 by Matto.
Published on July 9, 2019
1221 by Matto.
Published on July 9, 2019
Chance, as a coin tossed,
Ever a pair of outcomes
One hoped for, one dreaded
And when alone
Only temporary,
For it’s just a matter of time
Before it finds a hand to rest in.