Feelings…

Feel the feel before you let it go…
Let it drift with a gentle blow…

Look there it goes… and here comes another…
It follows your thought like a child his mother…

Let it play a bit, let it tug and nudge…
It may play its pranks…but don’t you budge…

Little by little

Little by little…
I gather my thoughts.
They tug, they nudge…
I connect the dots.
Like tiny bubbles…
They rise and get less dense.
Bit by bit it all makes sense…