Moom

The ballerina

You, who sees the beauty too

Who looks at things the way I do

A work of art, a sky so blue

The ballerinas best tutu

 

You, who talks so much with God

And nobody can say it's odd

Not following a path once trod

Nor beaten down by life's big rod

 

To you, I give all of my heart

And pray we'll never be apart

At least in love , well that's a start

Again, I give you all my heart

 

There's no cause to fret, it's there if you need

Be comforted that I still breathe

My life it is yours, I intend not to leave

But your heart is not mine, and I'm not one to thieve. 

 

 

 

Comments2

  • FineB

    Thank you Moom.

    Beautiful and awesome poem.

    Keep writing
    FineB

    • Moom

      Thank you 🙂 xx

    • yellowrose

      lovely 🙂

      • Moom

        Thanks very much Charlotte x



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