Somewhere, between the urge to fade away
And the instinct to live to see the dawn
There lies a place where my mind goes astray
And rides a tempest it alone could spawn
With fetters broken, it's a merry ride
A wild excursion through what life could be
If something along the way had turned the tide
And opened different doors for you and me
Perhaps I would have sold a million books
Maybe I'd still be working nine to five
I view my life from different overlooks
And in each view, our love is still alive
My mind's wanderings may not be needed
But the messages will be well heeded
Thank you for reading! I hope you'll leave me a comment; it would mean a lot! The lines that inspired the title and theme of this piece were "stolen" from one of my first poems published on Vocal, which you can read
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Dana Crandell
Dad, Stepdad, Grandpa, Husband, lover of Nature and dogs.
Poet, Writer, Editor, Photographer, Artist
My poetry collection: Life, Love & Ludicrosity
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