Your Daddy Built a Wall
A wall between us, you and me
It's tall, supposed to keep us apart
Will it work, well I think no way
No better than oceans apart
Or flinging me up to the moon
Or flinging me up to the moon
I'll find a way to come to you
Over, under, or through I'll come
Over, under, or through I'll come
Come flying, crawling, or pushing
Our love is burning hot, searing
Boiling like a pot on the stove
Hole we'll make, to carry you through
Let's try it now, wait no longer
Write your note, let's be on our way
Love you too but it's Charlie. Mine"
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- I'm linked with Isadora Gruye the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Over // Under // ThroughMicro Poetry, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/over-under-through.html
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- to Day Seventeen of NaPoWriMo, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-seventeen-3/#comment-35474 - Izzy asked, "Today's (Over // Under // Through) challenge is all about challenges, and how we rise ...or er, don't or whatever."
Walls, they are meant to be climbed, torn down. Where there is want there is will. Thank you for your prayers. I pray all will go well with your doctor visit.
ReplyDeletethat's determination ~
ReplyDeleteBravi! No giving up. :)
ReplyDeleteOr even 'Bravo'.
ReplyDeleteKudos!!
ReplyDeleteA true tale of perseverance and a happy ending to boot! Thanks for posting!!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh, I do love a happy ending! Very nice.
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