My Place - Poem by mrsmorning rrrr
I walk and walk,
But I can't find my place.
Nowhere is homelike
Although is nice around.
In the course of time I resign
Oneself to one's fate:
Here isn't my place!
Even if it's sad, I don't cry.
The sun smiles to me from the sky.
It remind me about my friend,
Who, I hope, will give me a hand...
He gives me a hand and tell me
, , Don't worry, if you can't find your place here.
It's there - high in the sky by the sun.'
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