Jim T. Bean

Rookie - 39 Points [Jim Bean]

Tired Of The Storm

Heading to the harbor,
Looking for the bay,
Searching for tomorrow,
Trapped in the turmoil of today.

Grown weary,
Grown tired of the storm,
In need of somewhere dry,
Somewhere warm.

Wrecked and ravaged,
Dashed upon the sand,
Desperate to place my feet,
Upon safe and stable land.

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