The Edge of the Wall MAG

January 25, 2017
By RachelSchwartz SILVER, Lakeland, Florida
RachelSchwartz SILVER, Lakeland, Florida
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I sat on the edge of the wall
The call from the wind
Was beautiful
I was shocked to still be standing,
Alive, awake, and well

I was sideways,
And my heart was upside down
My body floated
Off the ground
I was locked in freedom

Cold air became warmer
The icicles melted,
The sugarplums bolted,
And I was sadly falling asleep
Oh no, another dream

I woke to a world
Flat and round
It covered the land
And covered the sound
I used to hear from the edge of the wall

The markings, I missed,
And the scratches, I kissed
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
The world was back to normal
And so was I

The author's comments:

The world seems much better when you look at it with your own perspective.

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on Feb. 10 2017 at 12:56 pm
Beautiful poem! Love it!


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