My Life · POEMS

Waving from the Graveyard

I hide because I can’t run. My life does me justice with a few things undone. I see my dad today and hope I can be half as good as he was to his sons. Bless me with the gift of patience as time moves along.

Leave no stone touch or unturned. Life’s pleasure is through the fire so let it burn.

Just a little something to show you I still breathe. Handling issues and going to class regularly. I’ll be in full effect again after June. Take what I give for now and I’ll give you my best work soon.

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