however we travel

happenings which people avoid
on the occasion of a deeper level of movement
while the time will not seem slower
even if the good times are planned
voices rise up the the back of our mind
equally satisfied and fristrated with this moment in time
reliving these tiny amount of closeness
working to make life as great as it can be
easy to forget how difficult this stage can be
tomorrow should not even be thought about today
rediculous as that idea might be
as the years worked so hard to be just like they should be
venom was removed from the events of the past
eager to commit my mind to the new way
love is a dream i still hope
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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