Life…
Everyday the wind blows, the sun shines, the moon glows
We try our best to enjoy the breeze in between
No one has a “to do or what not to do” list, a guidebook or a map
Everyday we get a chance to start a new, to breathe again, love again, and to achieve again
At times it doesn’t measure up to the love songs we hear on the radio
It doesn’t mirror any scene we’ve seen in the picture shows
Yet in still we have it to use at our leisure, to forfeit our dues, to sing and dance how we choose, to share in the exceptions to the rules
Roller coaster rides of pleasure and pain, white picket fences, reaching for the illusion of the “American Dream”
Where do we fit in the wind’s grand scheme?
The tears, the fears, the cheers, searching for reasoning…why we’re here
Floating in the in between.
© 2013 Tiffany Michellé
http://literarythoought.com
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