Hazy Acres

Say it isn’t 

How it is 

Between the line 

Permanent 

To consider 

As it fell 

With the season

Like before 

With them 

As a past 

Visits 

Alphabetically 

Take one

Leave one

Miss one 

See one 

Roaring to the next 

Everything is new 

We take another chance 

To swing a perfect swing 

Buried in the obstacles 

Swift magic 

Lush potions 

How a light hits a face 

Sitting still 

In the stampede 

Letting them go 

To join the others 

While it comes around again 

At last 

For the same reasons 

With the same language 

With the same plays 

Sincerely