Tis golden
The spaces in between
Glitters and dances
Do you know what I mean?
If you follow that rainbow
Just over the dale
Turn left at the river
That goes on like a trail
Ignore gospel and gossip
Gather wild strawberries
Drop fertile frustrations
They’re too heavy to carry
Don’t stop for regrets
Or worry about old bills
Just keep on trudging
Up the rugged hill
Before you know it
An ocean you will hale
in an elegant boat
with a billowing white sail
the winds blow forever
like cool waters and warm sands
reach for infinity
with grateful hands
and in all your travels
that will surely lead you home
where the dog waits patiently
composing canine poems
the gold of your smile
the blue of your eyeslives on forever,
there are no goodbyes
Sunday, June 26, 2016
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