Forgotten Project #7: Facebook Short Poetry Series #20

waking to the days fly by,
wondering why passion walks away
maybe it’s purpose, or pure fantasy
but I forgot these words somehow
they are lost in the tapestry.
it is there, I know,
in a person once so bold,
until daily doldrums took hold.
let it be let it be let it be
the unwise winds will say
until one day I wake
and it will be my last moment to stay.

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