Thomas Adams

(Sedalia, Mo.)

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Simple times won't bother me, I've seen the fastest night.
When festive waves of liquid pride past colored shines the light.
And friends are close and comforted by simple words I say.
These nights at end are missed by me then introduced to day.
I speak to me and toll the bell now struggle moving past.
That time has come to somber down and stop my moving fast.
I fight the setting of my sun a little more each year.
Astonished at the fact that I should even make it here.
I pin a note to passers by that confident I lay.
That I have trudged and landed here through hearty price I pay.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 01, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013

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