Exhaled
There’s peace in every poetry
A poet, a writer, a dancer
A person so witty
A thought, an expression, a feeling
Painted with colours, bold and vibrant.
Eureka!
Bingo!
I told you so!
Oh, how sweet ole life is.
Yet the road always seems too long
Never ending twirls and turns
The pebbles on pathways getting steeper
The road to the unknown speaks to us
The skies plays a different tune, much sweeter
The feet, touched the ground so firmly
I, so small have nothing
Still chokes and breathe and continue, living.
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