Time;
I remember
a time when
cities were made
of nothing but Legos
and one's imagination.
Still,
even now
I can't help
but wish harder
that the cities we walk
were still made of that stuff.
Cardboard,
took us miles,
and paper planes
really did bring us flight.
So,
I ask;
Please,
don't let
your imagination
fall into stagnation,
like a Lego block
that gathers
dust.
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 5:25 PM UTC
Time;
I remember
a time when
cities were made
of nothing but Legos
and one's imagination.
Still,
even now
I can't help
but wish harder
that the cities we walk
were still made of that stuff.
Cardboard,
took us miles,
and paper planes
really did bring us flight.
So,
I ask;
Please,
don't let
your imagination
fall into stagnation,
like a Lego block
that gathers
dust.
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