I've spent my adolescent life skipping stones to doorways
Not a whisp in the wind of the future to come
Finding myself at the feet of salvation at every daily 'good turn'
Though never expecting much; For what was it worth expecting when the thought of a smile was all but satisfaction to innocent eyes.
Feb 5, 2022
Feb 5, 2022 at 8:56 PM UTC
I've spent my adolescent life skipping stones to doorways
Not a whisp in the wind of the future to come
Finding myself at the feet of salvation at every daily 'good turn'
Though never expecting much; For what was it worth expecting when the thought of a smile was all but satisfaction to innocent eyes.
