My promise

 

My promise

to the town I was born.

She will always be my home,

when things are bleak,

I will see smiling rosy cheeks.

welcoming arms,

holding out to pull me close.

I will find love in shared histories

I will give my time; let her words shine

I'll listen to her stories.

And when she cries,

when darkness arrives

and stains puddles

that hateful shade of grey.

I'll write about her lanes,

magic they contain,

the beauty that thrives.

In her many different lives.

 

My promise

To past loves and future ones.

I'll give who I am, let my love shine on,

I'll remember good times,

and let bad hours slide.

I'll sing in the mystic seas

because you helped to create the tides.

I'll become who I am to be

because of the many storied memories

I have stored deep inside of me.

 

My promise

To those that have

been and gone.

I will never forget.

Not one second of it.

I'll let the tears flow

and smiles show.

Fill my emotions

from rivers of memories,

Let them sing and

I'll walk beside those rivers,

I'll feel the earth's motions

and I'll always keep you alive

in the stories I write.

 

My promise to me.

I'll try to remember this feeling,

I'm not always alone.

There are some that have my back,

and they have my heart in return.

I'll never stop

but if things get too much,

I'll slow down.

I'll let my body rest

when it's feeling worn out

or overstressed.

But I'll always come back

with a smile on my face,

a friendly embrace,

Telling myself

"Mate, you've got this."

And I'll write.

My stories will live on

a legacy when im just 

wispy memories floating along.

 

 

 

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Kyle