Seeking The Good Life - Poem by Jayne Davies
Good things come to those that reap,
This heart beats on, I sadly weep,
Chasing dreams that never come,
Thoughts of days when life was fun,
Too many tears, each passing day,
This constant maze,
Can't find my way!
Picking up pieces,
Slap in the face!
Desperate for strength,
Losing the race,
A shoulder to cry on,
True friends are rare,
Longing to feel the fun of the fair,
The winds of change are those I seek,
Good things come to those that reap.
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