Wishes of An Old Writer

I wish I could write everyday 
Of my life 

In some way, shape or form
Some type 

Some expression

My life is cool
At times
Especially my quiet one
From my quiet side of mind 

Infinite emotions

Wandering this rippled-ocean 

Of a morning in the woods 

Bluish-light through shaded blinds
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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