by Kenneth Pattengale
There's a light that's shining down
And a calm wind in the pine
For the fate of a fearsome travesty
Seems to have forgotten me
If it hasn't learned by now
Where I've hid so very long
I'll come safely out into the silence fell
In the wake of its passing on
A Spartan smile and westward stare
Hold a promise in the air
That's the way they used to find their own way home
By the stars, on their own
While I pray for promised land
To replace all I have made
Darkness steals the light I bear
In the hope of a lifetime phase
In the new-found reverie
Of quiet peace I've found
Freedom comes from being unafraid
Of the heartache that can plague a man
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Hope of a Lifetime
Labels: contentment, hope, idyllic
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