Autumn sunshine
With you
Something special
Something new
Warmth instead of cold
Feeling young and not too old
The touch of gold
And a sea so blue
Now I feel
That longed for peace
No more dead wet leaves
No more deja vu
Smiling at the people I meet.
The trash in the lake
The insults they threw
Memories fading
Fake friendships too .
I am here
What lies between
Is a promise made
And an ocean of dreams.
Each day
I'm with you
The more real it seems
And closer to
touching
The beauty I've seen.
Joseph Morriss
4.11.24

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