Blue Horizon
i'm chasing a blue horizon
in fleeting moments of a fresh dawn
searching for acceptance
hiding somewhere in the corn fields
the clouds are looking promising
swimming between silver grain silos
in a sea of farms my indifferent thoughts catch
only on the wooden telephone poles
gravel road beneath my feet tempting
if i run fast enough
i could disappear in the blue horizon
Copyright © Katlyn Showers | Year Posted 2022
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