Windmill, windmill
spinning fair
Windmill, windmill
our cupboards bare
Windmill, windmill
please do share
Windmill, windmill
don’t you care
Windmill, windmill
our stomachs filled, an event so rare
Windmill, windmill
our bodies do wear
Windmill, windmill
the people, they stare
Windmill…
Well... I was looking at the poem contest thing and realized after I had finished making the poem it was over... I still wrote it.. so why not share it with the world...
the love you withhold is the pain you carry.
very cool poem i like the the way you used the wind meal descirbing how it kept
food on the table ,in some parts of the world this method is still used i think.
i think your poem was cool with how you made use of as a way of living,atleast
that what i got from this
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
I'll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same, I must isolate you...
Isolate and save you from yourself
It's a cute poem FlawEdMind...repeating is such a creative style of yours. ^_^
mmm
this poem is really alike to the song of gurillas
just made some changes and boom
its still good though.
perdoname michelle!
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