blank empty stares blue and white collars
burning a leaf until cotton stink
too much time to stop and think
empty cup filled with only ice
clearest blue sky some beach would be nice
to see the stars shine tonight
with a cool breeze out on the porch I write
wind blowing trash all over the street
far off in the distance a stranger’s drum beat
gets louder and louder and then it is gone
grandfather all day takes care of the lawn
is so green even when it is dark
no one to see it just me and my spark
lights the way until tomorrow
mind left empty of all it’s sorrow
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