Spread the love

Good bye cantankerous thoughts,

Good bye nightmares,

Unfriendly I am not,

Unfriendly you are not.

Even the silhouette of hope on an anchor tied and drowned.

Still, for the gesture of an opened door,

Though unclear, in kindness or in affection,

Former I will take not,

Latter I deserve or not, I know not,

Either way mind to gratitude succumbs,

And the setting sun makes rainbows out of filled up eyes.

Leave a Reply

WP2Social Auto Publish Powered By :
error: Content is protected !!