Normalcy

Normalcy, ordinary, a taste
of the innocence. A proud mother
has a good daughter. Darling of
the rest, friendship is the best.
We are the waters overflowing from
the humble cup. Time moves on, heartaches
cry on, our echoes linger in the air.
We manage a crucial life, we get burn,
we escape from what is not pleasant to
our feelings. Normalcy, ordinary, a taste
of luck and tragedy.

 

2020

About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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