It’s a strong solid bow, it’s pulled back to the max
The bows journey ends as the arrow attacks
This is the simily used to describe the relationship of my parents and I
The bow pull as long and as hard as it can, the arrow awaits the freedom
and though it’s not right when the arrows in flight
the bow will have no way to lead em
It’s a strong solid bow pulled back to the max
the bows journey ends as the arrow attacks
this is the simily I use to describe the relationship of my parents and I
if for a reason I the arrow were never released from the grips of the bow
it wouldn’t be right to not get the flight I so desperately need on my own
its a strong solid bow pulled back to the max
the bows journey ends
the arrow attack’s
it’s a strong solid bow
- Author: Poetry Man (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 19th, 2017 20:59
- Category: Children
- Views: 12
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