A Perfect Circle
Rounding the turns in which life takes
Breathless, and tired, mind, heart aches
Nowhere to run or hide in this place
Looking in the mirror seeing your face
As you curve around to gather your stride
Putting all behind you thats already died
At half past the year confusion turns clear
Gathering your strength from what you fear
Now a steady pace breathing green eyes
Into the October 19th of how time flies
Down the final stretch belief leads ahead
Thankful for the good in which you have led
Snow flakes softly landing upon your lashes
Together we arise anew out of all the ashes
bmdavey23@12/12/18
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2018
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