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What's In A Feeling?
Guest
An Intervention
I was walking down a lonely road one evening
The sun had long set below the horizon of darkened trees
But the moon told no stars to shine
The sun still painted a stubborn blue streak
across the Western sky where no darkness prevailed
I stopped walking, thinking all hope was gone
The darkness would cover the sky
With an empty black vacuum of grief
...But the stubborn blue streak across the western sky
Didn't yield not even when the stars came out
And what a grand sight it was!
The clear blue sky of day and the black of night
Unified into one entity for a moment
It was perfection!
With a single tear rolling down my cheek
I walked down that lonely road
To the end
No one needs to know who I am...Just enjoy the poem and I hope your lives get better every one of you your all good people
I was walking down a lonely road one evening
The sun had long set below the horizon of darkened trees
But the moon told no stars to shine
The sun still painted a stubborn blue streak
across the Western sky where no darkness prevailed
I stopped walking, thinking all hope was gone
The darkness would cover the sky
With an empty black vacuum of grief
...But the stubborn blue streak across the western sky
Didn't yield not even when the stars came out
And what a grand sight it was!
The clear blue sky of day and the black of night
Unified into one entity for a moment
It was perfection!
With a single tear rolling down my cheek
I walked down that lonely road
To the end
No one needs to know who I am...Just enjoy the poem and I hope your lives get better every one of you your all good people