Fences Poem About Following Your Dreams


The fences of tomorrow stood behind me
free of my cage,
done with grazing, aging
aimlessly in this pasture of life.
No longer pinned within
the decision to end or begin.
Tomorrow I wrangle dreams.

 Justin Farley


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