Major Highs And Manic Lows - Poem by Ian Tronco
Can I count on you…
To count these little black dots on my wall?
Can I fall on you…
As I try to avoid death’s hammer as it falls?
Can I show to you…
All the mundane things my life has to show?
Can I celebrate with you…
Celebrate my major highs and manic lows?
Will you take my hand…
And try to demonstrate to me where I stand?
Will you open my eyes…
And let me see a new day’s beautiful sunrise?
Will you walk with me…
Towards the path where happiness grows?
Will you forever be with me…
Through all my major highs and manic lows?
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