As lilies bloomed and weeping willows swayed in the breeze,
I took a step towards it; my future.
As the light grew brighter and my hair danced in the lilac-scented breeze,
I took a step towards it; my future.
As the heavy wooden doors parted ways and lilac petals were sucked in,
I took a step towards it; my future.
As the ancient doors closed behind me and our eyes met,
I took a step into it; my future.
DatingSep 20, 2018
Poetry On Odyssey: Future
After fighting through the storm, I finally found my sunshine.
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