outside and afraid
searching for something
a connection not made
once beating with exuberant pace
a heart tripping with passion
be patient, it’s not that type of race
heading towards light
emerging from darkness
heavy and daunting, gather your might
a train pushing on, stuck on the rails
the brakeman says no
I only chart the trails
Read more of my writing at looking in your window
A nostalgic poem for me Ian…. remain patient, and the track shall lead you in right direction…………
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