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Seasons

Changing Winds

By Kaylon ForsythPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
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When the ground underneath gets colder, another years past, and we start getting older.

We can't run from time, like a dog chasing a pheasant, all we can do is try to live in the present.

Once we realize we are human, it's true, we realize were not invincible, and can feel a little blue.

When we lose people, in this life from whatever the cause, it creates a situation where we begin to truly pause.

I run and run, to escape the world, but it can cause the body to become unfurled.

The truth as it presents itself, is different for everyone, like books on a shelf.

Poetry is a good way to express one self, but remember, reality is above all else.

Do not run from what scares you, remember knowledge is power, so dig for a clue.

Do not leave this world with regret in your heart, but instead face your fears from the very start.

When you fall face down and feel like you can't get back to where you were, remember the smile on the angel, and you are forever, married to her.

A puzzle is something we must figure out, but do not get angry and begin to shout.

If your having a hard day, and you want it to end, call up the person, who you can call your true friend.

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About the Creator

Kaylon Forsyth

Knowing the path is far different in experience than walking the path. Knowledge only becomes truly useful once it is implemented in ones life, so that which I write is that which I have experienced, hopefully my words may offer solace.

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