Sweeper

23 Oct 2010

New days a comin' Bags packed behind me Rags stacked beside me Sun's a risin' Coffee smells good I keep forgettin' my dreams Cause' last night was a blur But I'm done with the night Cause' the tides rollin' out And the sun's climbin' up the sky Cause' new day's a comin'

GrantBrenton

I am a small town guy who has been in the same place his entire life. I can't wait to get out into the world and see everything. On the poetry end of things I am a young and aspiring poet looking for ways to have his poems viewed and critiqued...

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