The Best Is Yet To Come

A shadow brightens the unusual vortex
it's in the wanting that's the hardest part
I treasured a red rose that was plucked a time ago
living on the edge and it's going to my head

Sitting up at night all alone in bed
following the rainbow to the sky
I see a crystal clear vision of you pass me by
Through the duration of time I sought a dream

Hearts pulsating within a lovely swing
a song recapture's the timeless moments of are youth
To be young again within the open field's
A song of hope when you can't even cope

Having a fight with the soap on the rope
Can't even think to dismiss this earthly bliss
in a time well spent in thought
faces, shoes, lunch bag

Today let's pray for a new awakening to unfold
where family and friend's can come together
No matter the duration of the weather
It's time to treasure those snap shot moments of the past

Having so much fun with a hope that it would last
a heart is an opened door just waiting to be explored
We have come to far not to turn back now
With heads in are street that proclaim lust for love

pushing, shoving, silence & apathy
to treasure the moments in your heart
This should like the spark that ignited the flame to what I'm waiting for
a beacon of light to a much hurting world in need

This poem is about: 
My community

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