by Gregory J. Belisle
I will take my bow,
watch the curtain fall down
as I step away, unknown
I must go.
This is what living is like
the tattered sails fixed with the wind,
fighting all I have to withstand
this feeling of giving in,
it's a love and it's a take
it's a trade wind blowing my wake...
From:
Tradewinds & Lighthouses and Other Stories
Copyright ©:
Gregory J. Belisle
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I'm a student, majoring in Criminal Justice and Prelaw studies. I write music, paint, and write poems to relax and express what legal papers and citations can only dream of., There's two sides to every coin, sometimes I'm both at once.
