Fleeing I erect ladders in the sky Despair reaches for me wearing me threadbare Once I reach the top I will go where the wind blows In my pockets I take only fairy dust Prepared for the future
Ladders In The Sky
Copyright (C) 2020 Penny Wilson
Photo by Khimish Sharma from Pexels
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Very moving, Penny. I enjoyed this very much.
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Thank you, Robbie! ❤
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Love the picture too
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It took me longer to find the photo than it did to write the poem! 🙂
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Hahaha!!! I often find this too!!!😊 But it was worth the effort as it enhanced the beauty of the post
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Very eloquently versed
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🙂 Thank you
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