Open Poetry #44 |
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lullaby |
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stacylynn418 Junior Member
since 2009-03-06
Posts 40new york |
The breeze is blowing through The trees, And the subtle whisper is enough To carry me away from this window; Away from everything Bringing me down. The gray sky Becomes a blanket, Blocking out the vivid thoughts That once seemed to be So much more real than any of this. Listening to the rain echo Each time it strikes the ground; Concentrating, For once, On something I don’t wish to change Or run away from. Concentrating, For once, On something that doest matter. I fall asleep in the obscurity; Nothing in my head Except the lullaby outside my window. |
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Alison![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I hope that the soft song soothed you. A |
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