I will be dripping wet.
The chilling air is not a problem.
How do I wander from joy to anger?
Then, must I journey from anger to isolation?
I have friends that I trust.
When I see them smile, I laugh along.
We have shared our secret thoughts.
We can find humor in the mundane.
I smile as our jokes cross my mind again.
Today I can remember the hard times.
I am not stuck there anymore.
I continue forward with a splash of love.
W. Wayne B.
Kindle poetry chapbook: Poems: Hope and Love
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