London Poem: Day 84

9 November

There are trials, and hurdles
that we leap.
They aren’t huge leaps,
As we knock and clip
Along the way
But, up and over we go.
I hear music not far ahead.
It’s faint pall rolling
Some distance off
And we move towards it,
Leaping and dodging,
Hoping to hear more.
I believe in sound;
I believe in touch.
I believe in the senses that
Bring mankind together.
But, more so,
I believe in the senses
That remind me you’re still there,
Because I believe in you.

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