What is this? Melancholy or something unknown yet?
Melancholy or something unknown yet
what should that be, you bet?
candy or the sting of the lad?
both not correct yet
The words were playing with the wind
I must fill in
the right words to the brim
I was shocked
kept my mouth locked
but honesty prevails
on the rails
of my brain train
the cause is crystal clear
you may guess, your reply is correct, my dear
© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
(from the series:
'Pleasure in Creating Poetry
by Sylvie')
The words were playing with the wind I must fill in the right words to the brim. These words ought not to be separated, thank you
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