Welcome to the final straw.
You know you can't have them all.
Still you took each one-by-one,
and kept them now you have a ton.
So you pick me up; the final straw,
but your hands are full and so I fall.
You want them all and so you fall,
Fall to catch the final straw.
Fall, you fall.
And as you fall,
You lose them all.
All, except, the final straw.
Wow, who would have thought those words would have merged into a coaxing solace for me. Great job and keep them coming.
I liked this poem, it was interesting. I hope to see more coming! :) If you could, can you please take the time to read a couple of my poems. -Leila
Hey Emily, I think this a good poem, its thought provoking. well done :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great job Emily...like said before, it is thought provoking.