CallA Poem by Sydney
I asked the fire... "Are you afraid of the cold?"
She chuckled calmly and climbled up the chimney And called... "Think about it." I asked the shadow... "Do you ever get lonely?" She laughed and leaped lively and lovely And called... "Think about it." I asked the moon... "Do you ever get sleepy?" She smiled and stared sparkling and shining And called... "Think about it." I asked myself... "Why do I ask?" And the fire grins and the shadow giggles and the moon beams and they love that I ask So they can call... "Think about it."
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Added on May 29, 2016Last Updated on June 28, 2016 |