Friday, April 29, 2011

I Can See Clearly Now......

My Attempt at Poetry.

The Time has Come, it's that Time of Year,
The Grass Dries Up, and the Sky becomes Clear

I Reflect on the Passed Season, and Wonder Why
Why I Struggled, like a Kite in the Sky

Although my Mind was in a State of Fear
I pulled on out and now I'm here

This Season Pulled and Pulled, I Could Not Fly
Instead I felt Alone and Cried

The Sun now Shines and Dries my Tears
and Now I'm Left to Love and Endear


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