An eruption of inspiration,
Lights up my seething mind.
Carrying my carpet away,
On a swift breeze.
Bound for anywhere,
But here.
My friends joke that my mind is like a flying carpet, flitting here and there at its whim (and often leaving the safety of my head lol)!
I wrote the poem on the back of this painting I made. Hope you like it!
-Cedar
Lights up my seething mind.
Carrying my carpet away,
On a swift breeze.
Bound for anywhere,
But here.
I wrote the poem on the back of this painting I made. Hope you like it!
-Cedar
I love this poem, and the painting~! Thanks so much for giving them to me~! :D
ReplyDeleteWow I'm really impressed little sister you have a gift with words:)
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