Penning Poetic
A futile, or is it? scream at time to slow down.
A hello to other runners in this human race
A timid whisper through shrouds yet unworn
Some more words of comfort to following friends
Or just an ego seeking solace in achievement.
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2011
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