Stuck here in the middle of
The muddle as we
Huddle just to cuddle in the
Puddle with the subtlety of fish.
Kiss the weary wanderers who
Happen by to ponder their
Decision, growing fonder of
A never-ending wish.
Look back over yesterday,
The freakish fracas of dismay,
The trifle trophies on display up
High upon a shelf.
Welcoming the changing tide.
Climb aboard the golden ride to
Sail tomorrow’s other side
Without a thought for self.
Come to center.
Brave the winter months
That lie in certainty.
Join the throng in blissful song.
Take me where I want to be.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
Plays: http://sites.google.com/site/playsbydennissmartin/
Amazon Author's Page: http://www.amazon.com/Dennis-S-Martin/e/B004SXY4LG/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1394055582&sr=1-2-ent
The muddle as we
Huddle just to cuddle in the
Puddle with the subtlety of fish.
Kiss the weary wanderers who
Happen by to ponder their
Decision, growing fonder of
A never-ending wish.
Look back over yesterday,
The freakish fracas of dismay,
The trifle trophies on display up
High upon a shelf.
Welcoming the changing tide.
Climb aboard the golden ride to
Sail tomorrow’s other side
Without a thought for self.
Come to center.
Brave the winter months
That lie in certainty.
Join the throng in blissful song.
Take me where I want to be.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
Plays: http://sites.google.com/site/playsbydennissmartin/
Amazon Author's Page: http://www.amazon.com/Dennis-S-Martin/e/B004SXY4LG/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1394055582&sr=1-2-ent
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