My Poetry

White balloon flying high
Filled with my wonder
Filled with my why
Should I give it to the gentle breeze
It may go away
It may come to me
Should I prick it with a little pin
No more questions to ask
No more favor to win
For now I'll hang on to the string
Giving time to consider
Giving time to think
Gwen Hamner

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04.12 | 04:35

YAY!

17.11 | 20:34

Thanks Gwen :)

16.11 | 05:14

Good luck!