How far would you go to lease a liss from your favorite memory?
How far would you go to see the last of your dream unravel?
In the buzz of life, the cheer of moments, and the sadness of goodbyes, how far would you go to keep the light from turning into the darkness we all must face; how far would you go?
In the midst of cries from faded laughter; the despair from celebrations of old, how far would you go to keep a smile on someone’s face today?
From the toddler on the street, the woman in labour, the men at the end of his masculinity, just how far would you go to give strength for today, and hope for tomorrow?
Just how far would you go…
A poem from a time traveller’s heart <3