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​Monday, March 8, 2021

the time of second chances
and the second chances of second chances
wishful
hopeful
full of background music
looking for something new
being grateful for the time that I have left
who knows how much time any of us have left
even if we knew
would we believe it.

​Friday, March 5, 2021
is this the way life is supposed to be?
the have and the have not's
and here I am 
hidden away for another day
a quiet life
a beginning
an end
thoughts of God 
and of love.
writing great poems
that I know that I will never finish.
knowing that it would be too good to be true.
that if all of my dreams were to come to pass
there would still be the have's
the have not's
and me.

​“Be kind. Be friendly. Be likable.

But don't worry if someone doesn't like you.
You won't be everyone's cup of tea, and that's okay.
You can be someone's cup of coffee instead.
And coffee is AWESOME.”
― L.R. Knost

some mornings, coffee is the only thing that makes sense about the whole day.

​Tuesday, February 16, 2021
wishing for good
or wishing for bad
simply does not seem to matter
anymore
sometimes just surviving
is the best that we could ever fight,

​Saturday, February 13, 2021
there is no good
there is no bad,
but some things just are
and times that is just enough.

Monday, February 9, 2021

it always seems to me
that the best that I can do
is to just keep on doing 
what it is that I am doing
knowing someday
it will
for one brief moment
it will all make sense.     `

Monday, February 1, 2021
    
the past and the future
meet in what we call 
the present
knowing
that even now
after all of this time
I am still not sure
whether  or not
I will still be working 
my day job.

​good morning
there are times when the only thing that I can try and do is just keep on getting back into the game. even though getting back into the game might be the best that any of us can ever be doing with our lives. of course, there have been times when I have found myself wondering whether or not I am playing the right game. so it goes. press on regardless.
faithfully yours.
lee

​Monday, January 26, 2021

at night
when all the world is fast asleep
and my bed is empty
I get out of bed,
while smoking a cigarette
working on some cold coffee
thinking of a girl that I once knew
while listening to the most glorious silence
that no one else has heard.
it's enough to make a man weep
but I do not
do you?