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A Short and Illustrated Thought #7

Posted in Brown Gates, Main Pier, Sherwood Forest, Smothers on April 14, 2012 by smpiv

I know the way

I’ve been this way many times

Baby feet, childish feet, a young man’s feet.

I know the way

Lightning bugs

Novas all

Light my way

Thanks to all, after all, I know the way

The wind rustles the leaves, which rustle the dark.

The dark rushes past as I run

It’s okay, I know the way.

One day I will come home on adult feet,

I don’t know when or for how long.

Smothers will let me through those Old Brown Gates,

Because God knows I know the way.