Up Poem by Genevieve Surrender
Up
I looked up
when I was listening
and I saw a stake
pressed up into the ceiling
It wasn't the only one
the whole ceiling
was made of them
it's funny
how you see things
that have been there
the whole time
only when
you stop thinking
and look up.
Thats right..There are some things you see only when you think and some only when you don't think. Nice poem. Thank you.
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4/23/2024 6:53:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Amazing what you find up there: -) Well done