change
she was a pretty girl allright
up until that stormy night
for in that stormy night she heard
the crying of a dying bird
1998
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she was a pretty girl allright
up until that stormy night
for in that stormy night she heard
the crying of a dying bird
1998
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mostly inspired by books i read and things i experience, these are some random thoughts organised to resemble poetry.
yes!
that is awesome. Reminds me of the raven. I have been thinking about the subject of change for awhile, but never got a poem that had anything nearly as good as this. The simple rhyme makes it that much more enjoyable.
thank you!
Thank you so much for such a kind comment. It means so much to me, especially as this is one of my favourite poems of all the poems I've written. Thanks once again!!