Stream Gone Dry Poem by Maya Hanson
Stream Gone Dry
Inside my
head
so
high
Runs a
stream
gone
dry
It is a
place
to
cry
Along the
road
passing
by
Inside my
heart
so
low
Runs a thought
you
didn't
know
Maybe it
once
was
so
I longed for you
not
to
go
But now
look
at
me
I'm doing things
you
can't
believe
I am a
bird
flying
free
Why haven't you
cried
for
me
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: loss
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4/18/2024 11:30:55 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I am a bird flying free, wonderful. thanks.