The dark
Gets old
Do you know what I mean?
I don’t know
I’m good
At reading
Between the lines
But I’ll t try
Snow light
Down the highway
Meeting at the bend
in the road
Troubled breeze
the warbing of
the meadowlark
Sing down the highway
Hypnotized
Looking up
at the sky
so beautiful
right now
shooting stars
just passing by
A few days
Of gold
Then it’s cold again
I don’t take
promises lightly
Underneath
The starlight
There’s a feeling
Of something
Right again
Content again
I will stay
If you stay
~Sarah Mahina Calvello
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