THE Biggest Boss

December 11, 2009
The Second Boss

The clouds are grey
In the fields I lay
Looking into the sky
Wanting to fly
On the clouds I rest my head
In the sky I float no rather tread
Staying afloat over the ground
Looking at all I have found
The trees have begun to turn
As my stomach begins to churn
UP so high I feel in a daze
As I continually raise
The sky is my home and the clouds are my bed
In the heat my skin begins to shed
Let the world just go
Feel good from head – toe.
I cant explain how it feels to be so high
As I keep going up it gets more and more dry
Below small children playing a game
Very active while im so tame
Letting time continue to past
My dreams are all that last.

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unicornlover said...
Jan. 5, 2010 at 6:51 am
now i actually understand the true meaning to this omg it actually makes sense and its good too
unicornlover said...
Jan. 5, 2010 at 6:50 am
your poetry skills are quite unique and your rhyming skills are impecible. Bravo
ps. this makes me happy
SDBalla531 replied...
Jan. 5, 2010 at 6:54 am
Hi, im eric from roslyn and although this is posted under NHCBALLER531 you can find all of my newest work under SDballa531 becasue i forgot my old password. i hope you enjoy this piece because ther are many more to come in the future.
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