Amber streets of a quiet change
The oak leaves and the brick walls
Playing away the rustic lights
As more hope, settles down this fall
Michigan woods are truly alive
And the crazy wind, doesn’t make me run
I didn’t know the true chaos potential
Until I started living for fun
From the many ways to look at the old town streets
Today I choose, invincible might
For the life in these trees, does flow through me
Don’t know another way, to do this right.
-Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 26th, 2024 08:25
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 18
Comments3
Excellent
Thanks π
You're welcome
Beautiful imagery.
Thanks π
It paints the picture for you, lovely poem
Thanks! i am glad you enjoyed itβ¦
Your very welcome
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