Things To Come Poem by Effie Yalena Steyn

Things To Come

Rating: 5.0


It's been a week.
We'll speak
when my head comes down out of the clouds.
This new life, it's ours.
To think that I was so
scared
you would leave!
I'll never leave.

Sunday, September 13, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds
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