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Mar 292015
 

by Billy Harfosh

 

These moments

Transcend time

Overrule differences of opinion

Even language is no match 

Fluid spilling out perfectly

With more bark then bite

These moments

Altering misconceptions

Our madness finally aligned 

Allies blowing kisses 

To enemies

These moments

Natural

Afternoon rain

Hailing a cab

Washing the dishes

Sitting, beer in hand

During the most monotonous 

Of times 

It happens

These moments

Somehow feel okay

We churn on beating

Going along with 

Unfortunate hands 

Dealt to those 

That don’t deserve as much

These moments

Hold a pattern

Across oceans

These moments 

I must say

Are here to stay

So,

Knuckle up

Load up

Be ready 

For 

Inevitable

Reoccurring