Once in an orange moon
I was taken from my dreams
Down tree-full roads we flew
To follow a whispering gleam
We drove to an open field
To see its beauty loom
A vision I could feel
An end that came too soon
Once in an orange moon
I was innocent and free
Until swallowed by the truth
When childhood went to sleep
2 comments:
Incredible read, K.
A truly amazing poem; amazing imagery. Your works ought to be published.
(Sorry, misspelling with previous comment .. )
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