There he goes—
thunderous and picturesque.
The earth embrace
his barefoot steps.
Eyes shining bright,
shoulders so light.
The sun chasing
on his wide back.
He is running fierce
on the fields,
soaring up into the sky
and never looking back.
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See You On The Other Side
Poetry"Isn't it awful to find love at such a young age and be robbed of it for the rest of your life?" This is a collection of poetry and prose dedicated to every person who couldn't find a way to move forward from their past. To every person who loved so...
Go Home, Golden Child
There he goes—
thunderous and picturesque.
The earth embrace
his barefoot steps.
Eyes shining bright,
shoulders so light.
The sun chasing
on his wide back.
He is running fierce
on the fields,
soaring up into the sky
and never looking back.