a lonely chair i sat to think
and on and on i sat on it
in a bus,a plane or train
looking all so innocent
a wooden flute i wish to hear
and on and on i try to play
in my hands its turning cold
looking all used and old
a paper boat i hope it float
and on and on it sail away
in a park with little pond
looking fragile and in grace
wish i could stay...
but color crayons i see myself
and on and on it play around
the paper cry it will be tore
looking full or beautiful?
wish i could stay...
wish i could stay...
wish i could,
stay...
Deep and Meaningless - Rooster
15 years ago
2 comments:
Love your poems
thanks..
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