Paper

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by puddleduck, Jan 17, 2010.

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  1. puddleduck

    puddleduck Member

    The paper pieces start falling
    I try to catch them
    But you ripped it up so well...
    They slip out of my reach
    Some fall delicately through my pale fingers.
    I grab for them, yet again.
    I regain all but one.
    It falls gracefully into the water
    And dissolves for eternity...
    I paste together
    What you have broken,
    But there will always be that tiny piece
    The piece you ripped
    And I let slip away
    Away forever..
     
  2. boo

    boo Well-Known Member

    Very nice! I liked it. :clap:
     
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