Maybe I Am
Aug 25
1 min read
Maybe I am just
A sticky note poem
Brief,
Up for interpretation
Blown away with the wind
Maybe I am
Some little wildflower
Pretty for a week
Or two,
An absence you
Don't particularly notice
Maybe I am
A summer breeze
Impossible to hold,
Always moving
Fleeting in it's peace
Maybe you are
A rainbow in grey skies
A pillar when
The shoddy walls start falling
Maybe there is only an
End in sight if you close your
Eyes and take no further action.
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