Mark Russell Poet Narrative

I Can'T Wait

I think of the moment of inspiration to me
It’s like being blind and then suddenly you can see
All that has happened was meant to be
The apple never falls very far from the tree.

I am saved by those who learn from my mistakes
The sun brings forth light as my fate waits
I don’t know the destination I climb on board
The price of my happiness I should be able to afford.

I sit down to write because my heart needs to speak
As the curtain does rise I see what I seek
It was always right before me though I couldn’t see
The answers to the questions were inside of me.

I seem more thankful perhaps I have more grace
I gaze in the mirror yet don’t recognize the face
Still I am better than I ever was before
I can’t wait for tomorrow to see what is in store.

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