Poetry 1 min

Fairyland

Jonjo West

I wander back thru the forest in my mind

To the fairytale land we used to occupy.

I pick the love songs that grew there for

you

Lay their blossoms on the ground,

Petals never fully open.

I watch as the cards hatched for you

Fly into the darkening sky,

Disappearing into the clouds.

In a small corner, far in the back,

Are your love notes to me,

Huddling in a teetering shelter,

Trying to keep warm.

I long for the rainbow land

Still full of sunshine

Cultivated for a future.

So I linger here a moment longer.

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