Day: Jul 6, 2022

Let me walk the path covered in gilded leaves,

Let me go, but not before midnight.

We can live the dream if we count to three,

And if we miss, we still have this joyride.

I gently pull my head out of the clouds,

Trying to shake off the morning mist.

My quiet thoughts arrive unannounced,

And I try, but I cannot resist.

Let me walk the empty road alone this time,

Let me go, but not before midnight.

We can shoot for the moon for less than a dime,

And if we miss, you will have your whole life.

Do not worry about me, leave it behind.

I am a scratched record ready to be burned.

Go on and pass greetings to your own kind.

Tell them that I never learned.

-Jackie