Of Many Things By EDWIN FLORES, www.PoetryPoem.com/poetry2231 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
Where to begin or even end
The countless breaths as time would lend
A moment yours of love filled days
The pleasantries of yesterday
Tugged at heart were symphonies
Sweet scores intrigued then destiny
Your soul much filled as words played on
Its very need, survived upon
Here you're state of ecstasy
Became much wealth you would decree
No need to eat, as Butterflies
Filled hunger of many sighs
Yet in a blink, yes of an eye
Time would come to bid goodbye
To what seemed like a never ending
Fairy tale that needs appending
Dwell you will, dragging your feet
For good does come when fast asleep
You dream of then, of many things
Of better times, dear wanderings
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Of Many Things
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