just another peice of paper
flying in the wind
another peice of paper
forgoten and lonely
going where ever the wind takes it
never touching earth
avoiding trees
hiding its face
showing no one whats written
between the lines
letting no one dig deep enough
to solve the riddles
enscribed in ancient writing
buring its secrets
deep with in the folds
never letting just anybody in
no!
Author notes
k this is about a realy good freind of mine its a metiphor thingy i think its called
What did you think?
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First..i thought it funny that the person site name below was ironic since the poem was about apiece of paper
just another piece of paper
flying in the wind
another piece of paper
forgotten and lonely
going where ever the wind takes it
never touching earth
avoiding trees
hiding its face
showing no one whats written
between the lines.
you painted a picture here for me....
there is a place in town...a culdesac ....there is always one piece of paper blowing up and around it seems... ...never getting caught in tress.....
this piece brought that to life ....
had a free feeling.....
very good lass...
i enjoy your work so little gypsy....
you bring such joy to me lass....
bless you always,
Liam


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lol thnx for the comment glad you liked itt
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