Everything is fine,
Just dandy.
Living the life of a chair.
You think it's easy,
Just sitting around all day.
But here's the issue,
(That you clearly don't see,)
I'm the one standing,
You're the one sitting,
And that,
Sadly,
Is the way I will stay.
YOU ARE READING
Your Heart is My Harp
PoetryYour heart is my harp. With my poems, I'll try and show you how I pluck the strings. I'll try and pluck the strings of your heart, Creating happiness and joy and laughter with these poems. They're just silly little ones, but maybe, just maybe, they...
