A story that was created
Eons ago it says
Like gold it glittered
Before we parted ways
Hand in hand we strolled
Through mountains and hills
A tiny boat we rolled
Making little deals
An aeroplane we board
Traveling to exotic lands
Fighting dragons with sword
A ship on foreign sands
Riding to another height
The ship's like a bird
As captain you're a sight
And I will walk on dirt
YOU ARE READING
Us
PoetrySomething I hope will help others (especially Carlotta). Things may not meant to be. Let it go, write it down, say it out and you will feel much better.
