Passing By


In a whisper, in a sigh

With the wind across the sky

In the rain, in the clouds

In the din of the crowds

Passing by, passing by

In the smile of a child

In the tears, all the while

In this music that we dance

In this life, take a chance

Passing by, passing by

And the end of the line

With a hint, just a sign

In the wind, passing by

Passing by,

You

and I.



Copyright ©2000 Dona Pearson

Poetry