
My steps are horses,
Roaming the plains.
My songs are birds,
Soaring over the trees.
My passionate heart runs free.
Blast from the Past:
I have a desire
Wants to break free from my chest
And fly far away
The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
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My steps are horses,
Roaming the plains.
My songs are birds,
Soaring over the trees.
My passionate heart runs free.
Blast from the Past:
I have a desire
Wants to break free from my chest
And fly far away

Fly me to the moon.
Hand my hand and don’t let go.
Life will find a way.
Blast from the Past:
I close both my eyes
Because you can pierce through them
Right into my soul

A cute lil puppy
Climbing, jumping, and eating
In a pile of trash
Blast from the Past:
What is our vast wealth,
Our millions upon millions?
Piles of rotting figs

Sitting in the rain
Contemplating the meaning
Of nothing at all
Blast from the Past:
This world we have built
Here for ourselves is nothing
More than dust and yet…

Sleep sleep sleep
For some reason all my body seems to crave is
Sleep sleep sleep
Blast from the Past:
Why do the best laid
Daily plans go awry from
Little distractions