A belly full of gustor and a pocket full of emotions, Roads can seem long, but with a mind full of belief they seem less arduous.
With a conscience full of forgiveness my soul seems lighter and life seems happier.
No shards of broken stones to walkover that can make me bleed. Just smooth tarmac comforts my bounding feet as break the chains and run past my past.
With a heart full of Love and a pocket full of pixie dust I'm stopped dead in my tracks and meet my match to walk the road together xx
©benfish41
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