Morning Thoughts Poem by Lance K...

Walk out to the chilly morning
your breath like smoke yearning
telling you to let the sun shine
and let the rain go and leave a sign
of a colorful bow so stand there and seek
let the tears gently wash your cheek
as you find who, what, and where you are
the way you feel right now feels far
you want to man it up and let no one in
because you want control and be one of the men
so close your mouth tilt your head up open your eyes
theres no need to cry and eventually you will rise