Somewhere In Fantasy Land A Boy Named Johnny Poem by Heather Burns

Somewhere In Fantasy Land A Boy Named Johnny



Meeting on a
summer eve
so sweet
very naive

Angle being a
fortune bringer
played a guitar
such a singer

Stayed at the
bottom of
tangle
loved to roam
free to wrangle

Wore pastel
petals for
his clothes
sits where the
cool breeze
blows

Multi-colored
wings of a
butter-fly
oh so colorful
as he flew by.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fantasy
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