Pier Hearts part 1
Peace felt
Love helped
Happiness gave
Forgetfulness my cave
The rough wooden planks undder my feet
The sun rising as i have a front row seat
The cool breeze across my cheeks
The waves clashing beneath the seagals beaks
Walking, talking, from a far so soft
Navy pier 2013 summer away from the loft
This poem is about:
Me
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