Today was a giant tornado
And that was the last thing you need
The lake sees the abandonment of a cloud
And the trail Will let you know
That we are as a test 
would be to ourselves
It is as if you would not wait
Assumed nights of deconstructing fun
Beyond the horizon the
Sun escapes our timid ways
longing among the thing we
Have always hated about other people
The dream, the scene,
Know what i mean?
You made a hard road out of all of it
And you knew it but you
Went on anyway
And now we move to a New day
After enough time we
Saw the sunny backyard realized

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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