Not chosen but fate,
would always take them again.
almost a year of escape
from life so planned plain.
they are my favourite cousins
and my wonderful crazy aunt.
granny's taking all the pictures
each one a piece of art.
not ready to hug my big sister goodbye,
the luck I had is heavenly.
and my heavy heart will have to try
to beat a little louder to reach them in the distance,
My found family.
YOU ARE READING
paper poetry II
PoetryCalliope, Erato, Euterpe A little collection of rhymes and poems for you to read if you like. The collection is always growing. The refrenced books, music or films aren't mine, but inspirational. Second poetry book of my paper poetry.
