A Little Heart Going A Long Way

Posted: August 15, 2013 in Poetry
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Often,
the grey moon
barely seems to shine

The stars we trust
as our only guide

Stand-staring up
at the dark sky

But the night it fades
to a sun that blinds

A world of sharp tongues
that lash & bind

Here,
we are but prisoners
of our own device

Our own melodic torture
we methodically devise

Everyday losing
a little more time

Just promise
you’ll try to try

Convinced one day
from here we’ll fly

Searching for a hand
to clasp during the climb

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