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"She stepped on to the train, black
sunglasses with a German Shepard held
to her hand.
Standing quietly still, hoping to be shown to
a seat.
No conductor was present, to help
her off her feet.
I jumped to attention, the dog took a liking
to me.
They have that sense you know, us humans would all agree.
She quickly asked me my name. "Michael" i replied.
i came back with a question. "How did you know that
i'm standing by your side? She said. "The smell of men's cologne's
never lie.
She allowed me to sit with her companion at her
side.
I also sat beside her, both enjoying the ride.
Our conversations were of many.
She took me to many counties, and Islands i never heard of
before.
I sat listening in awe, For she was a Rear Admiral in the
United States Navy.
That led me to my curiosity of why she was blind.
I asked, she answered. "A subject i'd rather not discuss at
this time."
I  need to say "I apologize." She replied. "It's okay. How
can i be upset with a man who made my day."
The next stop was her's.
I helped her off the train.
We said our goodbye's, and you know,  I never did asked her,
her name."
Jordan Leon Aug 2016
Opportunities will come and go
Like the sun don't always expect them to show
When you see the light go for it even if the chances are slim to none
No matter the outcome at least you know you tried
So just keep your head to the sky
Don't let the clouds blind you or else opportunities will just pass by
Failure will explode in your face like a hand grenade
Don't be afraid because mistakes will be made
When you fall to the ground just get back up and look at the crown
It will be yours one day as long as you don't stray away from the path you have chosen to play
Jordan Leon Aug 2016
Another chance
Another chance
I beg
Give me a second chance
.
.
.
Another chance
Another chance
I beg
Give me another chance
.
.
.
Another chance
Another chance
I beg
One last chance
...
No?
Why not?
Let me prove myself
Another chance
...
No answer...
I...
I blew it
Another chance you gave me more than once
And I haven't proven myself
I see...
Did I even deserve a third chance?
Did I even deserve a second chance?
Did... I ever deserve a chance in the first place?
  Jun 2016 Jordan Leon
Misty Meadows
Our fate will never be
Defined by hate.
The definition of our
Love
Is just too great.
Too great and too true to be
Shot down cold.
For all the evil in the world,
May God bless your
Soul.
...
Love is love.
There is no definition to say you ' cannot be this way ' if you love a man or a woman or both or none at all - whoever you embed your heart within  has nothing to do with anyone but you.
Love is love.
Fall for the sunset in her eyes and the laugh she has on autumn evenings, find a world within her soft skin.
Love is love.
Choose his comfort, the way your frail frame mirrors in his body and like a portrait; you're a work of art.
Love is love.
Dance in the compassion of both genders and be a stream of a purple in a world of blue and pink  paint.

Love is love, regardless.
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