Hello and welcome to the sixth poem in my beloved Golden Oldies series!
To read the introduction, click here. To read the first poem, click here. To read the last poem, click here.
I wrote this one when I was twelve, I’m not sure what I was talking about, but there it is 😉
Fantasy
What I wouldn’t do,
If only to fly again,
To run along a rainbow,
One that never ever ends
And they tell us we will one day
But we know that time is over and done
So we’ll run on the ground and have fun
And fly in our dreams
We’ll know in our hearts
They weren’t truly lying
~ Bluebell Rizzi, Aged 12
Haha, pretty good for a 12 year old! I remember what I was writing at twelve and it wasn’t pretty lol
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Thanks! Lol, most of mine wasn’t either – trick is to pick out the good ones 😉
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