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What fool am I? (standard:poetry, 123 words)
Author: J. R. MeltonAdded: Apr 28 2002Views/Reads: 1845/0Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
I was actually flying till I shot myself down...
 



It is a lonely place to be, here under this umbrella. 

I have only the memory of her for company. 

I fear that I might soon forget her face, 

forget her voice, and forget her eyes. 

What would I have then? 

I wait for the sky to clear. 

These four notes that I play over and over in my mind, 

oh, how they jog my memory and bring me peace--but this is madness! 

Why did I turn and run from providence? 

What fool am I? 

I was actually flying till I shot myself down. 

Oh, my wings are now broken, warped, and twisted. 

Could I ever be found? 

God, grant me a second chance, which is all I pray. 

One...two...three...four... 

I cannot forget. 


   


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