Such a Mess

Wild child such a mess With free flowing hair And scrapped knees But you can't help but smile back At the toothly grin And bright eyed wonder -Kel Dayheart

The House of Time

It has always been And has never been Right over there Yes there, on the corner Of Life Avenue And Death Boulevard It can't seem To make up it's mind Of whether it's in This time stream Or theirs -Kel Dayheart

Change of Pace

You need to stop This is not a sprint There is no point In getting there faster If you cannot enjoy The journey A steady pace Is all you need To reach all you want Without losing yourself In the process -Kel Dayheart

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