Whatever did you do
To make Jill push you
Down that hill?
Don’t say nothing
Only the truth
Will keep your neck unbroken
On your next trip
Down that hill
Whatever did you do
To make Jill push you
Down that hill?
Don’t say nothing
Only the truth
Will keep your neck unbroken
On your next trip
Down that hill
I'm a shattered mirror. Poetry holds my broken pieces together.
Poetry to Honour the Gods
Dream it till it comes true
Poetry & Literature
And so it goes...
Unlike an Eagle, let me Flap my wings.
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Love is limitless. Dream, thrive and be alive.
Leave it to a philosopher to come up with the best questions!
Thanks so much for leaving some words. Enjoy the the weekend sun!
Thanks! You too, Ben!
Haha, fabulous.
Thanks again for reading and commenting 🙂
Yeah should have warned you. I like to go back and read people’s older work when I have just ‘discovered’ them.
That’s a nice thing to do. I feel the same and will surely return the favor.
Oh no favour needed, I just like people to know so I don’t come across as a complete stalker 🙂
🙂 Haha, noted.