The Way of Today
Yesterday, the day of May,
2016, where my thoughts floated by, ideas let nots,
develop,sadness engulfed, happiness often miss.
I walked along the water, listening to a random song
in which I believed reflected me, oh how now I can See,
the glory of life and love, a white dove that
was expired, and that is now inspired.
To follow is thoughts, enjoy the happiness I sought,
leaving behind the water and tears, not recognizing the mirror
of the smile that girl gives. After only a year, I expected anthing but laughter.
The girl of May, in 2016, a ray in the lives of her
and the people she loves.
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