I Call Out

I called out to you yesterday.
I chose my words with care.
I enunciated every syllable.
Today I will shout with joy.

I continue my journey patiently.
I see that the road is straight.
Every step moves me forward.
I will not slip and fall into sorrow.

My mind sees endless possibilities.
I choose to call out with love.
The future is an unwritten book.
Tomorrow I will hear my echoes.

W. Wayne B.

About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.

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