Melting Sunlight

chris jensen

Distant breeze

cold lonely nights..

Wake-up tree’s

within

the frost melting

sunlight…

—

Starry skies

popsicle dreams

twinkling eyes

naughty teens..

—

Rich or poor

living quietly free…

Silent soft life

within

the midnight

city…

This piece inspired

by

a toad’s morning thoughts..

Here is a surprise,

standing outside Tim Horton’s

have a cigarette;

A lady walks up and hands me

a box of chocolates…

(You know the saying,

“Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re going to get!”)

Published by chris jensen

i am no different than any other human, struggling throughout life's disadvantages... As i have been learning throughout my own poetry, whom i could be! A gifted child.....

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