Life is Beautiful

January 18, 2017

(poem originally written on September 30, 2015)

 

Life is beautiful. 
Even in the dark. 
Sometimes the passionate soul has to leave and embark. 
Battered and bruised more inside than out. 
Wanting to leave but because of Jake I can not. 
Others around me seem so happy and free
I want to paint but so tired of painting bereaved. 
Life is life and sometimes you just need to

Run
Run
Run
Run
and be free.

 

 

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