Spinning top spins round and round.
Dancing, dancing, without a sound.
Hear the wobble of the top-
As it spins, then falls, and stops.
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Birds in Glass Castles
PoetryMy collection of poems through the last few years in some of their rawest forms; more steppingstones of my journey as a writer.
Spinning Top
Spinning top spins round and round.
Dancing, dancing, without a sound.
Hear the wobble of the top-
As it spins, then falls, and stops.
