Sunday, May 22, 2016

What if the world was round.

I ask my self,
Do ships sail north, or round,
I ask myself,
Do the birds fly south.

I ask my self,
Do the seasons change,
I ask my self,
Does the sun set, ever.

I ask myself,
Does the moon know the path,
I ask myself,
Does the wind just randomly blow.

I ask myself,
Do the tides raise, or just die down,
I ask myself,
Does the spring last forever.

I ask a lot,
I ask a bit less,
But I do ask for sure,
Is the world really round?.