Thirty Nine

As markets crashed and wild fires spread

Fresh waves of doubt splashed in my head

So seas of promise turned to sands

And snuffed the flame of future plans

 

Then darkness warmed to fragile day

My scattered ruins left on display

And though rebuilding had begun

It took some time to feel the sun

 

Now as the year draws to a close

The icy water melts and flows

I cut the rope and trust to time

Upon the ocean thirty nine

 

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