This soul belongs in eternity
where sight is nothing but a dream,
I know I'll never get there though.
I like to think on never seeing
all the things I don't wish to see,
but I guess that asks for too much.
I've worked hard at being oblivious
it's taken a lot of practice,
all I need now is to perfect it.
I laugh quietly to myself
now that I think about it carefully,
I find I don't care for perfection.
Author notes
I selected option A
Poem: "Sight Unseen" by larkbird http://allpoetry.com/poem/4390757
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Comments
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Thanks for the nice entry!
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great use of expression in this piece that is a very good response to the prompt poem. wonderful job, best wishes to you.
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