the ocean called out for me today
its salt carried to my lips by a piercing wind
a message kept from a childhood forgotten
why have you become such a foolish man
who robs himself of what truly matters
only to turn it once again into something made old and no more
you used to smile in the rain
run with the wind at your back
shouting as it howled straight to your face
you would lay on starry nights with cheeks so red
and snowballed mittens
without one care
begging the winter eve to stay forever
as that final breeze chilled away in goodbye
I was left still dazed
from those days, those yesterdays
longing to know…
…what does it call for tomorrow
Earth To Ash 
Life definitely makes you jaded. To be a kid again… But that’s why I act silly whenever I can – it’s such a rare thing that you have to do it while you can!
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Yup, if I wasn’t funny, I may as well give up. A few things lately have tried to alter that…nope not on my watch. Thanks for dropping by.
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Good to hear! Stay strong.
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