Old Paper

This paper is old and wrinkled
But I don't mind.
It doesn't belong to anyone
But me.
It is mine to keep safe
And to write my broken words on.
My pen flows over the ridges
And onto the other side.
This type of paper is perfect
For the life of my thoughts.

Reviews

[Kasey Jones]

nice write. this has good flow, and a great message.

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you see, that is what it's all about..brilliantly imaginative!

[ScarlettTheDreamer]

Good. I never thought you could make a poem out of an old piece of paper! Impressive.

[Angel's Lady]

Sweet! I love this! Wish I'd written it!

Perfect!