Life
Rolling and tumbling
Life’s akin to tumbleweed
It keeps on going
Until the wind stops
Its destiny is unknown
I am up your down
Alone on my own
Enjoying the world up high
I am like a bird
Soaring in the sky
Lurking life beneath my wings
It’s a pretty sight
Would it be the same
When you look at me above
If you were a tree
Or a bush shading
A weed to wish for a wind
Change our destiny
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza
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