Close Hatchet Poem by Keith Michael

is there ever just a time when we can be free thinking? left to our own regards, to wonder aloud, and see where the wind takes us. it is moments like these that i wish for, to be my own person and think for myself. to chase dreams and see how close we can get, before we wake up and wait for the night to come, so we can try to get closer to catching them. don't stop, don't look back, just continue on until the light, and let the stars lead our way.