And Back To Convention

SoI have been told I do not rhyme anymore, hey...art imitates life, remember? Still, lesser mortals must constantly prove themselves, so here is a rather feeble return back to the original style...

Take me to a place where there are no doubts,
Where I can jump in an ocean and laugh-
And drown, but never regret the leap,
Never regret being daft.
Where we can err, not learn, and err again,
And do things we love to do.
Where mistakes fall like fruit from Newton's tree
And at each we discover things new...
Take me to a place where noone needs
Must understand who we are...
Where we can dash into the blazing Sun
And moonlight with a star.



Told ya...