Blue skies above
- Kenneth Willems
- Mar 13
- 1 min read
Driving along a country road going nowhere fast,
towards destinations unknown leaving an ugly past.
In need of refreshing beauty not seen for too long,
so that your heart might once again become strong.
As dust gathers up behind you like a rising cloud,
between the future and today in mystery to enshroud.
Whatever tomorrow brings it surely must be better,
than sorrows of today that take dreams like a debtor.
Always will there be yesterday but only in sad memories,
though not sure what's ahead as you sail the breeze.
Whether in a car or sailing ship with sails all unfurled,
ready to take on an ever changing troubled world.
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