No hooks to catch fabrics
No bumps in the road
No up and down hills
No heavy loads
No hiccups or problems
No flat tires
No falls or concussions
No more all-nighters
No mud and no dirt
That I’ll have to clean
No holes in my shoes
Or rips in my seams
No cheating ex-lovers
No backstabbing friends
No loyalties broken
And no relationships to mend
No deaths unexpected
No trips down the stairs
No vehicle accidents
And no more repairs
No more long errands
Or balancing bills
No more hiding the pain
Its ok to feel
No dry hands needing lotion
No too oily skin
Or too tight clothes
That I cannot fit in
No knicks during shaving
Or pain in my knees
No headaches, or cramps
No bruises please
I dream of this life
So perfect and smooth
Emotionally silky
Soul fully soothed
I dream of that life
Like a child with hope,
with no hooks to catch fabrics
And no bumps in the road
About the Creator
Keeleigh White
Just a part time writer on a full time farm.
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10 Times Rotten Tomatoes and I Disagreed
***Disclaimer*** I will be ranking these movies in the following manner: The greater the divide between Rotten Tomatoes and I, the higher up on the list (and I am referring to the critic's score, not the audience score). I will also show Rotten Tomatoes' score on each one in addition to my score. I am curious to know what everyone thinks, please let me know in the comments below!
By Madison "Maddy" Newton2 days ago in Geeks
Comments (2)
Oh I share that dream! This is really good!
You put all of my worries in your poem!! I love it.