Flowing
days like lions
like pennies in slots
like tied down dreams
and forget me nots
days like water
like a wishing well
like the father who left
and the one who meant well
days like religion
likes the weight around your neck
like days out as a child
and days of holy respect
days like feet
like sunken alleyways
like stolen streets
and new found days
days like a slipknot
days like a riverboat queen
like a late night theatre show
and a new found feeling
days like these,
days that are ever flowing
James Garratt – Wednesday 24th January 2001
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Flowing – Written Wednesday 24th January 2001 (Aged 25)
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