Hope shines bright
in the drug store
sunglass glare
of morning,
and opportunity is
limitless when
the weight of obligation
doesn't exist.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
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a daily poetry blog (minus weekends) and a nice way to not be a procrastinator...
2 comments:
this seemed so much better in my head. I feel as if it got a bit lost in translation.
I like how the sunglasses suggest that youth is cheap yet the last lines lend a feeling of yearning for it. This seems to say that we don't appreciate what we have until it's gone and one thing we all lose is our youth like a cheap pair of sunglasses. Strong stuff!
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