My Own Kind Of Poetry

A Wall

I've ordered some bricks,
The other day.

But they said,
That they were closed.

So I tried again.

It's open now,
But there's nothing left.

I went one more time again

And now they have it.
It's the man who gave me..

Not only the brick but also
the strenght to built.

And now I'm done

I successfully built a wall,
Thanks for that man.

And those bricks,

Once again.