no brochures or drink couponsA Poem by willwebIt doesn't even matter anymore as the day darkens and the sun sets one more time, disappearing beyond a distant horizon that seems closer every time these eyes look past the memories and in on the worries
where rain falls on sunny days and winter is a forever shadow
Weary steps fall in slower paces, tree lines fade as valleys swallow what was once happiness, leaving nothing more than photographs in a brittle album of dreams that never will be
the past becomes the future in a mind's vision of tomorrow
But there is an end and it is close, these tracks lead off to a destination that comes with no brochures or drink coupons, only a hand shake and a wave and a direction of someone else's choosing © 2021 willweb |
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Added on July 20, 2020 Last Updated on March 23, 2021 AuthorwillwebTXAboutHi, I am willweb. Maybe you remember me and maybe you don't. I have been writing here on and off for years. I pop in and write and read and comment and make friends and learn new things. I enjoy maki.. more..Writing
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