For Anna - HORSES AND UNICORNS
You found me here
Broken and hurting
Your eyes are sad
Where do you come from?
This place is far
Far from all this madness
All these people
Running without
Meaningful destination
They do not listen
They do not see
But you do
And I
Can I please climb your back
And you carry me
Away from here?
And while we walk
I shed my tears
I shed my pain
And grow my wings
You grow your horn
And then we run
And then we run
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Poem by Darren White
October 24, 2016
I will carry you, on my back, and I will gallop.
ReplyDeleteWe will run!
Thank you for the lovely poem, Darren.
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We will run together, you gallop, and I hold on to your mane :)
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