What’s on my mind, you ask
Only this fruitless task
Close my eyes, dream, and write
And cast thoughts out of sight

Will these words wash away
Or still be read another day
Do these words ever expire
Will they soothe or start a fire

I say these words to the sky
“May these words never die
May these words outlive me
And visit places I cannot see”

I wrote these words for me to read
There were no other eyes to feed
If you happen to read them too
May these words ring dear and true.

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Photo & poem by Jason S. Sullivan, 06-06-20