Hazy Acres

I would like to run a millions 

Wait I mean 

I could run a million miles 

Not really

But I would like to try 

And I always seem to try at least one last time 

To see if I can make it 

Or if It could be different

Maybe better 

I would like to run a million miles 

Back to the center 

For another comeback 

Where it felt safe 

I seem to enjoy the challenges 

More so than the summit 

I thought this made me a certain way 

Well 

I suppose it does 

As each mile is a little different 

On the way up

All the way up through the challenges 

With characters and color 

Much to appreciate in the moving along 

As the miles stack up 

I would like to run a million miles 

And I am 

Have been 

Until I won’t be 

Although I could stop 

Before the finish 

Nothing will change 

Start or stop 

There will always be a story 

I will write it in the miles 

I will write it in the breaks 

Writing it will write itself as I write it without actually writing 

Turning a door knob