As we walk through the shadows,
Time marching gracefully,
The feathers fallen on the road,
The trails of the dead,
The sparrow in the tree forever calls to me,
To carry on.
And on and on,
Don't worry about this confrontation,
It's just a passing phase,
You'll always and forever have the next day.
And when it seems there is no hope,
There'll always be the light in me,
That shines,
Our eternity.
The road we're on seems full of traps,
So we'll ride up through the trails,
Flying faster than any bird takes flight,
Soaring past the stars tonight.
Burning up in ethereal dreams.
Author notes
just something random. haven't written anything in awhile and this came forth. so enjoy
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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very well written and good visual. sweet and deep. good job
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