if we were kids I”d pinky swear
that I’d be your best friend if we could just share
a swing again, play in the park until the evening
drapes us in brisk breezes,
and allow hide and seek to be our national past time,
I wanna make you smile again,
like i used to,
before I put you on a merry-go-round,
and spun you in circles with lies
until you lost your grip,
and fell off,
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this is very pretty poetry
i can feel it and hear it
and i don’t know who u r
but its like u r my oldest best friend
that’s why I love poetry…it connects people…even if they’ve never met before
I really enjoyed that. Thank-you.
thank you for reading and I’m glad you enjoyed