A Forest of Steel
What wondrous things await
As long as we are still alive
Even a day dawning with gloom
Can yield a tremendous surprise
Like hearing from an old friend
When you thought you’d been forgotten
Can change the texture of your day
To the touch of soft spun cotton
I keep this notion forefront
Especially when I feel
I’m searching for a clearing
In a forest of steel
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2017
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