the sky falls so eloquently
into my eager eyes
the tears fall so frequently
from darkned skies
be gone
get on your way
there's nothing left
here
bygone
era's have taught
there's nothing left
here
the night melts longingly
on the tip of my tongue
the bitter taste of failure
clouds the horizon
the forecast calls for pain
the diagnosis is rain
it's all the same
2 comments:
How are you doing, daydreamer? Getting better I hope!? :)
I'm feeling better, thank you. I'll be on crutches for the next seven (long, agonizing) weeks. At least the pain has subsided for the most part, which is good because the painkillers were making me loopy and sick to my stomach. I have a wonderful nurse (my wife) who is taking very good care of me (and everything I cannot do, which is everything) and my girls have helped out tremedously. So I'm doing very well. Thank you for checking in on me!
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