One Simple Answer to a Poem

 

One Simple Answer to a Poem

He saw her opening the window and said,

“What a potential I hear!

I could teach her how to fly.”

 

 

He wouldn’t know, he wouldn’t understand

My creativity, born from the hands of God

 

No need for singing, or that much fun

Most is found in silence

 

He knows and understands very well

Change of sudden

Barely known, noticed by her.

 

Dead, would I know

If she needed

 

Most is found in her

 

Leaves falling, not so scary YET

Not romantic at all

Nothing lies between the ties and cold

And she has already died once

She is as real as the line

Line, meeting point of cold and hot

 

b.

 

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