These rules I've never understood
But if I must obey I will
I want to live in a place
That I can call my own
Below the rat race
With a nice windowsill
That has a spectacular view
Which I deem beautiful
(And I would deem any view beautiful)
But without it I would suffocate
My extended hand ignites my light
So please allow yourself to create
A free form future
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2 comments:
I've never understtod the rule either, or their necessity. And a window with a spectacular view makes waking up every morning worthwhile.
I love this poem! and am looking forward to viewing the rest of your site!
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