WaltzingA Poem by turtlecatStrange poem I came up with while I was bored.
I was waltzing
Through the garden But the garden Was my mind I saw my moth'r I saw my fath'r But my fath'r Was turpentine We danced around And round and round The trees and flowers On the ground The moon was bright The stars were bright The sun was shining Underneath As I was waltzing Through the garden Oh, the garden Of my mind
© 2015 turtlecatAuthor's Note
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