Special FloorsA Poem by Treble
I've walked these special halls,
I've walked these special floors. They might just be a wooden floor to you, A remnant of our sisterhood, Stretching long across the miles now. But they are the wind to my hair, Blowing ever so gently. They are the light to my night, Ever so dark as the world may be. They are the sand to my ocean, Keep the waves from flooding. They are you, They could be you, If you would only stay. © 2014 Treble |
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1 Review Added on September 14, 2012 Last Updated on January 20, 2014 AuthorTrebleAboutHi, I'm a young adult, and I love writing poetry and the occasional short story. more..Writing
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