LossA Poem by Your future
Family bike rides, late night fires, carving skewers, sticky fingers, Saturday morning cartoons, innocence
All the things I lost In the tornado I had all these things These things that made me oh so happy But the storm came And electricuted the power away And set them all aflame Then the winds dismembered the ashes and remains And blew them away Never to be seen Again. © 2019 Your future |
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Added on January 20, 2019 Last Updated on January 20, 2019 Author
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