Sky's The Limit Poem by Darrin McMiller Jr.
Sky's The Limit
Sky’s the limit when you limit yourself
Mine is endless, in my eternal mind
I’m a word rebel, a freedom writer
A supplier of hope, a dealer of dreams
A mind supreme divine in means
By any ends necessary,
But the ends don’t necessarily meet
I don’t trip though
I’ll never walk to the sound of defeat
Rebel music flares to the march of my feet
If you set your mind to anything then you can do anything. But you just have to believe, and that's what this says. Don't admit defeat it just brings you nothing. I like it
Wow that is completely amazing! ! i totally like this poem and like how you'll never admit to defeat.- madi
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4/25/2024 5:16:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
such a wonderful poem, very well written we need more of those words to help us move forward thanks for sharing