Sing The Sixpence Song Without The Pie (Final Version) Poem by Mary Angela Douglas
Sing The Sixpence Song Without The Pie (Final Version)
out on a limb of stars
no one knows where you are
drink in the fresh night air
you could be anywhere
thinking you're not
not going back this time
back to the weary world
back to the ferris whirled round the sun
this poem is for anyone
who just wants some time away
from all that there is to say
to rest in the Milky Way.
mary angela douglas 6 january 2022; 24 march 2023
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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