Stoked In

Stoked In

Stoked in low,

Stoked in high.

Try to reach up,

Into that sky.

Your placement here,

had been just a passing.

It's over now,

life's not that harassing.

Don't look down,

to late to frown.

Come with me,

you'll have a new town.

Never again,

will you turn away.

Never again,

shall you stray.

I'm leaving now,

I'll see you soon.

Come, let's hurry,

it's almost noon.

Give it a chance,

give it a stance.

Look at you,

you're in a prance.

Let me tend,

let me bend.

It all comes to this,

my Galant friend.

Show me now,

show me then.

This is how life goes,

this is the end!

| © 2019 | William Darnell Sr. |

| Year Posted 2017-2020 |

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