Sandy Potter

Crossing paths

The next turn

Fields of grass, it’s time to inhance. A single bleak, a single leap. A sudden urge, erupts from inside. It’s starting to take, a toll on you’re mind. No longer the clouds cover you’re eyes. There’s only clear daylight, to be seen insight.

Take the next turn and watch the past burn. The path is long, now can you be strong. You’ve got to walk on, jog on, and on. There’s kinks and there’s bends,, but soon will be amends.

This field is a maze, sometimes a glaze. Hazy and crazy, but you’re a top lady. There’s flowers blooming and birds tuning. The sky’s laughing and clouds dancing.

Trees are swaying, and unicorns playing. Sunshines beaming, as rivers are streaming. There’s darkness ahead, so baby beware. But you’ve been here before, and Concorde the storms. You’ve smiled in the rain, and danced through you’re pain.

Keep walking my friend, avoid those dead ends. Don’t trip baby, there’s no time to flip lady. You’re getting the jist of it, now don’t forget the mist of it.

See you at the end, my friend.




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