We will change, Make things greater, Make them better, Fix it all up.
Not with petty bicycle patches, But with entire tubes and rims. Not with concrete filling, But with fortresses of stone.
I promise it will work out, But I cannot do anything by myself, So I want your hands to help.
We will rise like the flowing tide, Creating a motion side by side, And reach for the ever falling sky.
Originally written to be a poem about how friends can make the world a better place. Turned into trying to make a relationship work... Written on Dec.31.2019