Climbed high,
Climbed far.
Looked up,
That's where you are.
Reached up,
Held another.
Don't worry,
We have each other.
If you fell,
To your death.
I know I'd choke,
On my very breath.
If hands fail,
Don't think at all.
I'll always be here,
To catch your fall.
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Nostalgia (Poetry)
PuisiPoetry book describing how I feel, have felt, or am going to feel. please read and leave a vote thank you so much
