The horses forever gallop, never slowing down.
Shards keep falling by the way-side, pieces always lie in want.
I'm tired of riding this pony, stop this merry-go- round. Let me off.
(c) copyright heather burns 2010
Stop this merry-go-round. Let me off.
Dear Heather, such a beautiful use of simple words to create a poem of such depth. The more you read the more you dive deeper. Well written maam
thanks so much for reading and commenting. Glad you like it. have a good day. heather
Brilliant
Dear Heather, such a beautiful use of simple words to create a poem of such depth. The more you read the more you dive deeper. Well written maam
merry go round
thanks so much for reading and commenting. Glad you like it. have a good day. heather