Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Fall time

I go out in my green jacket
And the sky is gray
The air is cool 
And kids are out of school
The bus is crowded
The street is full
But there's a solitude
That fills me and my
insides feel good
I can feel it 
Coming up from the street 
through my shoes
the cheesiest feeling,
while walking down the street
Not the excitable soda pop kind
But the mellow yellow gray kind
Of happiness

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