Trevor McCauley

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A Perfect Plan

A Perfect Plan

 

Wander into a space

A place of forgiveness

What is there to own?

You’ll never have to pass it by

Too hurried to even notice

When at all cost

Seize the thought and the reminder

Awe, that it could be yours again

Simply put

I know what it is to keep running

I know what seemingly is not home

All there is to own

Is my voice calling you

Protecting you

Showing you there’s a deeper meaning

There is a quiet friend

The readied, assured

Has a perfect plan