The Cure
Days never like today
Days without words to say
Simply a brush of nature, a touch of cool wind
Heard was life
Colors survive
Moments before and after… like a dream
Loneliness felt unlonely
A troubled mind felt easy
Simply a lesser time for moments more
Even the rain is light
Arriving earlier as well is night
Of moments only felt, never for time to recall
Almost like a cure
When only a self knows to be pure
A part of a life lived… perhaps learned
A return never will be the same
For the world forever will change
Moments choice less in times only… earned
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