Tomorrow
A frightened life of endless indecision and sleepless nights! Day in and day out. Constantly seeking grey to shade the black and white, growing old as slowly as the moon. A smile moves over his bearded face, longing to stay... The sound of rushing shores creep up and startles his empty mind. Come Summer come Winter the seasons grow together marking the days that end the same. Brave world skips along his open life. Lonely love and empty dreams, be strong tomorrow soon will come...
Copyright © Jeffrey Franklin | Year Posted 2016
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