dead corrected

denied the chance to get to
enjoy those years in the way i hoped
again seeing the mistakes in the rearview
during the night all purposefull direction
came and went in a flash of recognition
orphan ideas that were lost in the shuffle
right when the year of lightning was
really gathering steam and that
extra mile was highlighted by your amazing smile
commenting without word on
this month’s hopefull discoveries
equalizing the tough times in order to
dedicate my works to you
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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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