Learning

so young seeking the life you want

running fast as you trip along the way

with each new scar weary legs slow

out of breath and needing rest

hands thought to be left behind

stroke back the wind blown hair

a waiting smile shares its breath

lungs filled with fresh knowledge

accepting the unchanging past

forgiving the mistakes

a dormant heartbeat

…thrives back to life

 

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  1. Your gorgeous poem, brought an invigorating smile to my face, I could feel the freshness of the wind wisping across my brow (hmmm, I’ve no hair left for the breeze to catch)

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