Some days we walk the walk,
Other days we talk the talk,
We try to reason with life,
We want what we want,
We sit on benches looking out at the park,
We read books into the late night until its dark,
Some things we can choose and others we can’t,
The things we can’t get or understand we sit and we rant,
There is a thin line between good and bad,
There is a thin line between what we can do and what we can’t,
We dream of the joys of this world day after day,
We stay along the thin lines and watch life go by play after play.
Fin
Thin Lines
by: Jixi Fox
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Tags: Free Verse, Poetry, Spoken Word, Poem, lyric poetry, storytelling, rhyme, Improv, Creative
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