It took me long
To build
My very own
Statue of dreams
And hopes
Every brick
Upon the other
Until
It was big
Almost big
Enough
I started decorating
Finding beautiful
Memories
To stick on
My statue
My very own
Statue of dreams
And hopes
When I was ready
Almost ready
Just a few
Parts to go
You took one
Important stone
And my very own
Statue of dreams
And hopes
Was gone
YOU ARE READING
Leftovers
PoetryLeftovers Leftovers of me Every story has a piece A piece of my heart
