Fears Coming

It’s not here yet

there is no regret

that emotion

hasn’t come to me

yet.

Hindsight

playing its game

all aboard

my memory

train.

It’s way off for now

a distant cloud

a dark blanket

a tears

shroud.

In the distance may it remain

the sad times

on some distant

far away

plain.

Happy to be calm

a wonderous charm

guide my mind

away from all

harm.

 

 

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