Not as I wasA Poem by Jon Roggie
Time makes some changes,
causing subtle alterations. Once, I trudged along. Growing more solemn. Each step seemed purposeless. Finally, I rested, wrapped in my blanket. Upon awaking, I knew things were different. Knowing time was short, I took the chance. Taking to the air, I finally decided to fly.
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Added on May 27, 2018 Last Updated on May 27, 2018 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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