we set the tide in order to reach the sky with forgotten memories,
the cold weathered leaves fall deeply on the sea of those stories,
dreams become a challenge to test your knowledge,
over come the wall when you kept on falling over the baracades
only to lose your footing because you forgot to tie your shoelaces
grapsing gentley to pull yourself back up from a face full of mud
brushing yourself off looking into the crowd you love
was it worth it to fall flat on your face and having the courage to
pick yourself back up and hear the cheers because you won.
Another Fabulous Write!
Always a good read : )