Envelope Journal
Time is fleeting
as you await
the day's translucence
that beckons beyond
the iridescent reluctance
to waste it all away.
It's a mere transcendence
from casually strolling
to waiting for your
true dream and desire
while the sun shines
brightly in a
powder blue sky.
It's an uplifting feeling
and puts things in perspective
with the realities
that can unfold
at the drop of a hat.
You count your blessings
for things that are
beyond your control
and smile
at it's sweet embrace.
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***All of my "Envelope Poems" were written on blank envelopes
(when I didn't have any paper on me) at various locations.
Copyright © Frank Sheehan | Year Posted 2018
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