.
Like a drop that drips from the feather
Of the owl that roosts
On the tip
Of the world
I will blow a wish and surrender
And fall a thousand feet
Beneath
Who I was...
Your childish grin enlightens -
it tickles me and nudges me -
Sparkling
That you are.
Tonight you hug yourself and sleep
But tomorrow is forever:
.
Like a drop that drips from the feather
Of the owl that roosts
On the tip
Of the world
I will blow a wish and surrender
And fall a thousand feet
Beneath
Who I was...
Your childish grin enlightens -
it tickles me and nudges me -
Sparkling
That you are.
Tonight you hug yourself and sleep
But tomorrow is forever:
.
Somehow I can't complete this poem. I think about it often... like I get stuck on forever...
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