A swift moving statment
A thing in the trees
A wind through the willows
A darkness moving please
It aches at my heart
It aches at my love
It aches at my striving
It aches all above
Pulling me up
Into the arms
Of life and adventure
A happiness charm
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2 comments:
Very nice. That poem sounded very deep 8c)
cool! very little words but expresses heaps! you're a champion writer!
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