Hello, Poetry.
What happened to you?
What turned, when did a “thumbs up” become the end?
Then again,
A “thumbs up” was at the start.
So where was the turn,
Perhaps in our heart?
So, watch me now.
Watch me fly away and never return.
Questions answered,
Poetry answered my call,
It gave me wings,
And I fly away from It all.
Goodbye, Poetry— I mustn't, I can’t, I will not see you next Fall.
Apr 11, 2021
Apr 11, 2021 at 6:22 PM UTC
Hello, Poetry.
What happened to you?
What turned, when did a “thumbs up” become the end?
Then again,
A “thumbs up” was at the start.
So where was the turn,
Perhaps in our heart?
So, watch me now.
Watch me fly away and never return.
Questions answered,
Poetry answered my call,
It gave me wings,
And I fly away from It all.
Goodbye, Poetry— I mustn't, I can’t, I will not see you next Fall.
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