Lala taylor


fallen through the trees
and riding the gentle breeze
i watch carefuly as i see
the world go by.
as i lie for a minute or two
than you come along and i go flying above
just like a dove
now the wind is strong
i hope it aint for long
there is no set path
or no wrath
now its gone
there is more than one
as we gently glide
than we slide
into the stream
thats when i realise it was just a dream.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 6, 2009

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  • Some Body (10/6/2009 9:17:00 AM)

    nicely written

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