Tuesday, 19 June 2012

Never Ending

Splash, splash
were the footsteps
coming from behind 
crushing the safest of minds
Like mine 
never in decline
turned to see what  was there
silent whisper and  a tear
stopped to say hello
who was sitting below 
all bound from head to toe
change this state of affair
with what I declare
A strong arm
lots of charm
before you know it
I'm here. 

1 comment:

  1. Your poem has a nice flow to it, Veleta. I liked it. :)