Where are you,oh radiant light
filled with shame,that is my plight
Morbid thinking,twisted hues,
down in the dumps,got the blues.
Echo's forming in darkened gloom
have I the strength to leave this room.
Moment of peace,and extended grace
wonder to be held, in this place.
Hopes arising with billowing thought
pray that my efforts,don;t come to nought.
Seize the moment,make it yours
leave work behind,ignore the chores.
Peace of mind, comes in slices
the more I get,less are the vices.
Tranquil days,and romantic nights
search the mind,for forgotten delights.
Life is over, and I have just begun
is this battle,ever won?
Warm regards Michael.
kirkpatrickmichael17@gmail.com
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