The Journey
The day has began
Upon a view
I ascertain
Moving rapidly
Clouds
Fade in
Filled with a heavy sigh
Weeping with rain
They came to
Dance and shower over the
Dormant trees that will sway
And obey the winds
Washing away
The arduous corrupted sidewalks
Of the city streets
Beaten with masses of humans
Passing their way to a paycheck
Of sorts
This existence we wear
Here
On our faces
Are the traces of chronicles
Endured
Purposefully
Copyright © Laura Mckenzie | Year Posted 2008
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