Where are you now?
In this state of being.
Does it seem loud?
Or is it what I’m imagining.
For it’s been so long.
Yet I still don’t recall exactly how much time has passed.
And so I open my arms for you to join.
No hard feelings,
Life takes us where it does.
Times are changing.
Sometimes for better but others not so much.
Either way,
We all have to do what’s best.
A moment of choice.
These decisions are rarely perfect.
Some will prosper,
And others fail.
No matter what we need to carry on our way.
To pay down and accept defeat is to a decision we should ever bleat.
For this life will throw curve balls our way.
Yet we can climb above and be who we wish to be.
With a few more scars and grey hairs to boot.
Still our end goal is not quite so far removed.
Build our bridges until fingers turn to clay.
Rise above this smoke and see the light of day.
Sing for futures that will never go away.
For in these times that feel so lost,
We can prosper above the rough!
Where are you now?
Hope you’re doing ok.
It’s been a while.
Hope you’re more than surviving stuff.
We may never speak again my friend.
Still I wish you no form of ill.
Peace and happiness is all I think for you as you sail out of view.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 