Farmer boy
Interest - Being in the state of wanting to know more about something or someone
- At the pond I sit and dip my legs
Feeling empty but never dead
- What I thought was a thorn but was a petal
It poked me and felt heavy felt like metal
- Petal by petal and stem by stem
I ponder at the pond when this burden will end
- But what is this feeling wet and pure
What have I done in life to deserve this I am unsure
- Twas a kiss on the cheek from a flower full of charm
I still don’t know if I am worthy of this rose I grew on my arm
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Author:
Ernie (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 27th, 2019 17:47
- Comment from author about the poem: I'll try my best to get back into the rhythm of writing more poetry
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