In a crowded place

I see my face

Reflecting off the sky

Hear me asking why

Alone and together

We storm through weather

Living the minutes of day

Making goals on our way

In my chair here at home

Where I have space to roam

I allow my thoughts to travel

Sometimes tripping on gravel

I know a new day is near

Can’t afford to house fear

Put on my armor of strength

Take a step, keep the length.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd