Life Journal 5/13/21

Thursday —

I will try something different today for journal, a short poem…

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I peer outside the window; translucent to the flight;
Sight has many times seen great heights but anxiety brings fright.

Dot the eyes; Lucky T-shirt; I’m alright.

I must not make light of the subsequent bite

that elevated winds whip for plight

Turbulent as contrast called night.

simplicity is my fight; don’t count blessings

only happy thoughts of solace; I am just a kite;

who cares to know where the wind blows
I’m at peace; they are right by today I say.