Kewayne Wadley Poems
|931.||Each Other's Eyes||3/26/2017|
|935.||Side Of Town||4/6/2017|
|936.||The Blank Expression Of Doors||4/6/2017|
|938.||Beautiful Black Woman||4/6/2017|
|940.||Back Packs And Combinations||4/10/2017|
|945.||Freedom Of Speech||4/19/2017|
|949.||Straight To Dvd||5/22/2017|
|951.||A Sort Of Super Mario Kind Of Affair||5/23/2017|
|952.||Wad Of Thread||5/23/2017|
|954.||The Big Head Little Girl||6/12/2017|
|959.||Having Fun, More Blues For Einstein||6/26/2017|
|960.||Finding Material, More Blues For The Carpenter||6/26/2017|
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There are many roads we face in this thing called life,
some take us to heights unparalleled,
Some are filled with precious stones, pebbles, that leave a bright glimmer like the sun,
Others lead us back around to our favorite places we've passed,
One of my favorite roads takes me past your smile and a warm welcome,
Next to the wells that nurishes the plants that grow well,
to become trees. That soar high to over look the heights of growing,
A glorious feat, as all trees aren't fortuate to grow as tall,
but upon this road accompained with warmness,
It's relatively a slow process.
A thought builds upon anticipation.
Thanks to the nostalgia ingrained by Disney.
Musically the songs are different.
Granted the press of a thumb.
An assortment of different streams all profoundly deep.
Separately, the adaptation is the same.
Boy meets girl.