Free Bird;)A Poem by meritBit of a doodle;)Night has drawn around- Silent, steady, still I gaze at your face- With eyes that cannot see Humility can go and rest- With patience put to test Peoples inhibitions- Often cruel intentions Cant see them fitting- With how were keeping Pixies, witches- Lurking in the ditches Werewolves I dare to dare- Cos I no longer care Opinions of petty people- Of who or what to be Brightly burning with spark Are you coming for a lark? For years I was a shadow- Mistaken for Black Widow Times have changed- No longer caged Free Bird now- Flying over biggest mountains She's got her special fixes- Known by first initials Not afraid of death- Out of breath, those wings will carry- Those eyes big and starry © 2018 merit |
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Added on February 1, 2018 Last Updated on February 1, 2018 AuthormeritSwindon, United KingdomAbout" Only thing worse than being misunderstood is being understood" Joseph Cornell Found from Lowside of the road, Life of Tom Waits, Barney Hoskyns ( www.facebook.com/Merit M Peet) odd musings a.. more..Writing
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