Date. 6-1-11
The sun appeared before my eyes
it was nothing pleasant
ill feelings rose & bubble within
unwanted bricks & wire in my presence
The sky is smooth & clear
its started to takes its color
All in me has come to be expose
not a cloud to create a cover
Thoughts roam in a frenzy
as I continue to look up
Trying to make sense of it all
with questions who/how/where/when/what
If only my life can take a beautiful form
just as the morning skies
I’ll be the best MAN ever given breathe
then peace and happiness I’ll surely make rise
Anthony Cockroft #469497
P.O. Box 120
Lebanon, Ohio 45036
email: jpay.com
Categories: Anthony Cockroft, poems
“If only my life can take a beautiful form”, it sounds like inside you…it already has. Be well.
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