"Here's a little poem
I wrote for you, dear Milo
In hopes that maybe someday
You might finally know
That although I cannot see you
I hope you hear my cry
That I prayed I could have been there
And I wished I'd said goodbye
And if I could bring you back
Make a date for us to meet
Even only for a moment,
I would do it in a beat.
But a bit of hope has died along
With every pet that death had took
So I guess you're just another sad line
That lives on inside this book."
-Arabella Katt (xCaptainCl3mentinex)
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Pocket Full Of Poetry | Collection Of My Original Poetry | Arabella Katt
PoetryA collection of poetry I have written. Enjoy! " I Climb Into The Tallest Tree, Where You Could Never Find Me, Where Words On Paper Planes Fly Free, Watch stories sail across the sea In My Ink Filled World Where I Can Be, With Pockets Full Of Poetry"...
