Come and play, come and play
Today is not your normal day
Hold tight the kite string and watch it soar
The dream turned real and flies away no more
In the wake of your dreams
A new reality speaks...or so it seems
Come and play is our game
For being children is our claim to fame ~ Typed Jan. 27, 2014 in the p.m. EST
1 comment:
I think that's a really well-formed poem. It flows really well, and the rhyming words go hand-in-hand. I also really like the last line. Great job!
Also, I noticed you like Megadeth. I wonder if you'd like to check out my blog, where I'm doing a series of posts about Megadeth? It's infraredpedestrian.blogspot.com. Thanks if you decide to check it out!
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