I See The Blue Sky

Winter plotted hard against us, 
like it did many outdoorsmen before.
But I now see the sun and the blue sky,
coming in with the seagulls to shore.

So again we risk our sanity,
in hope we reap what we sow.

Though it's the love that keeps us going,
and this is all I know!

Published by Smith Shine Poetry

I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray.

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