Peachy Friday

Poetic Dan



They told me life was a peach, it was hers and not mine to keep

 

A nectar of gold letting stories be fold, but only if you get a ticket not sold

 

For a key that unlocks nothing on this rock, treasures live in other blocks 

 

Try as you will, to cheat, buy or still, nothing last that you did not peel.

 

Taking time to climb one branch at a rhyme, until you let go with the rhythm to fly! 

 

  • Author: Poetic Dan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 14th, 2020 02:59
  • Comment from author about the poem: Random is as random does, keep up the write & all that fluff!
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  • Goldfinch60

    Patience is a virtue and your time to fly is close.

    Andy



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