Walking my path Lately has been interesting to say the least. I look to one side and see yellow and orange, and the other way it's raining. Im a bit confused. I can see the destiny you hold- just out of reach, like a faint whisper of taunting song. I wait, and I watch things go past.. Until a touch of soft brushes my cheek and all is well.. then fear and hunger well up again and I search. The solid torture and droll fate has been stirred up in eyes wait to be seen. Sparks of light and shimmer of mischief are held just under the surface of laughing blue pools. Child soul walks with grown Strength. Butterfly Kisses refill the core, on this long road of a Ghost Rider. All empty spots filled and well up to overflow.
I am in appreciation of Fathers lately. I love to watch Fathers and their Children. It is a beautiful sight to see.
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