"poof"
- Amy

- Nov 30, 2020
- 1 min read
Written: 10th August 2020
Collection "my head" Piece 1
I've found it's a habit of people's to sit, lay,
Be comfortable and at peace, underneath the sky,
And watching pearly fluffs go ideally by.
If only I could feel at ease, tranquil.
Detectives intrigued from the art known to man,
Studying, searching, finding,
Fairy tales and stories written within the blue abyss.
If only I had the same scrutiny.
Fields of flowers admire the sight,
Inspired to grow towards the marshmallows at 10 000 feet.
Petals brightening with pride, convinced they are so close to the greatest thing on Earth.
If only I could light up life.
God's hottest and brightest gift to Earth praises the puffs,
Whether rising, falling or looking over the land,
It would gift the beautiful, lucky clouds with a lining of gold.
What do I have to do to be L
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And A
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