Here In the Valley

Never truly caring very much about verse and or writing Twas something that just happened one day a few years ago Pressed and stirred and shaken since then yet, growing weary And have been for quite awhile now; nothing joyful and no reward Tis but the same mundane moment; jade in gray.... Eyes cast within a shard of shattered glass; and where's the laugh!? Not in this place; as what could got twisted amid what should Have been but everything got lost and I grew tired and time Stayed the same; jack in the box as it always has been.... ********************************************************* ....“Here In the Valley” ~