Poetry – The Daily Runner

Thankful

I’m thankful for long nights of doubt That made me sort my worries out For in those hours, I learned

The leaves are changing Spring’s pinks turn to Autumn’s oranges and yellows Smells of pumpkin and cinnamon permeate the air

Seasons changing Leaves falling The sun casts a new glow The clouds dance across a new canvas There is beauty

There once was a man named Lot, Who soon found himself in a tight spot In Sodom – pitched his

If I say it, you’ll think something is wrong. If I don’t, you’ll never know. If you never know, nothing

For so long I sat here Wondering how it felt To once be the planet As opposed to the moon.