"No Where to go & No Where to be"
I sat on the porch today,
watching the clouds roll away.
Thinking of my life!
Searching for more than I know.
Feeling small & bound to grow.
My soul needs something, anything!
Still the lostness of my temperless and restless soul.
I almost cry but here I set and hide!
Why?
Oh, I can make believe or even lie.
I caint do any of that,
It wouldn't be real or a fact!
So, I'll just set here and Lay on back,
Stare at the clouds and at the porch floor cracks.
Written By: Rick Marshall
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