If my poem could reach high up in heaven
I would shiver with happiness and glee
And would watch as it flew the opulent sky
A picture of silver words coasting free
Upward in the circling cold atmosphere
To a cherished and loved and honoured place
To a place we hold close to our dear hearts
A place we can't replace with honoured grace
Just me watching with much righteous honour
As my words filled with emotions get sent
Then all around would get peaceful and calmer
When the promised lands opens and accepts
The poetry of our long lost loved ones
Reaching them all with tears of enjoyment
Tears frosted up as our words sung to them
Letting them all know that we were not far
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Love,peace,tranquility and seasons
PoetryPoetry I have written. Growing up with learning difficulties was my norm as a kid. I have always wanted to learn poetry and now it's something I have passion for. It gives me strength and determination and confidence in myself.
