Life, wind, light, dark...
Life, wind, light, dark...
However the wind decides to blow,
seems that how shifty life can be.
When day dreams make eyes gaze,
people become stuck looking at one
spot, hoping, trying to make their
dreams a reality...
Set boundaries for your heart,
make no one the holder of the key
unless they are worthy, capable safe
keepers...
Let no one make life have no meaning;
let nothing take power from you, making
your go outside your character unveiling
untrue colors...
Days will see light, though at the end
there is dark, light will come again
shining on a new day, revealing a new
start. And although the wind can get shifty,
as life sometimes can be, try and flow with
the way it blows, showing those who go around
tainting people and things; that you are golden
even though life can change without notice...
By C. Perry 6/2012
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