My Restless Soul Poem by Paul Warren
My Restless Soul
In contemplation of where I am
To heal and move on the plan
For my restless soul
Bleeds forth without control
Whilst I wait looking around again
Not knowing if it would matter in the end
To stand tall amongst the grass
And stretch up to see if it would last
Don't be smitten down
For that which was lost is found
Strike the band playing loud
Would it be finally be me that's proud.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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