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