poetry WRITING

W A L K

“My grandmother started walking five miles a day when she was sixty. She's ninety-seven now, and we don't know where the heck she is.” ― Ellen DeGeneres

One day you’ll meet someone
Who will change the way you look
At every someone before them

They’ll reveal to you some talent
Some facet of clouded ambition
Placed in the attic of your mind

They’ll play for you a song
Written by someone else but
Meant only for your ears

They’ll share poems long imagined
That never found a home
Until owned by your eyes

One day you’ll love someone
Who will change the way you look
At all the hatred from the past

They’ll reveal to you some scrape
Some scar of fleeting deception
Placed in the crevice of your heart

They’ll sing for you a sorrow
Cried by another’s tears
Meant only for your eyes

They’ll share stories of truth
That never found faith
Until held in your hands

One day you’ll kiss someone
Who will change the way you walk
And they will bring you to your knees





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