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Your Own Meadow

Poetry By: crzyanglcassie14

I don't know how to explain it. It was a fun poem to write. You'll have to read to find out! ;) I'm hoping for some good comments!! Thanks! Have fun reading!

Submitted:Mar 31, 2009    Reads: 80    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   

So wild

So free

Running through the meadows

Of all sorts of colors

A blend of flowers and grass

Run where you want

You're a free soul

Go to an unknown place

Visit an unknown face

Run free

Run wild

To your own meadow

Full of your own flowers

Don't let them take you away

Don't let them box your soul

Throw it out to the world

Throw your heart

But be sure not to let it fall

It's a game

Never letting your heart fall to the ground

Never letting it touch

I wonder how long we can last

Before it finally touches

Even the most small amount

Can we pick it back up

Can we put the pieces back together

Sure we can

We can run wild

We can run free

Into the meadows

Into our own places

Our own imagination

Takes us there

Our own imagination

Is our free, wild world


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