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Thalia, The Wandering Poetess
For those who said that I have no home,
And pitied me greatly,
To them I say,
Mother Earth is my home,
And what a magnificent and vast palace I have,
To roam about as I please,
And feast upon an endless feast,
In changing seasons,
Basking in nature's glory and wisdom,
Marveling at its splendor,
So it is I who pities you greatly,
As my home lets me be,
Who I am,
And makes me free.
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words:
Live free. Live happy.
Editing stage:
Contest:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Rosewood Apothecary
Thu, 2022-08-04 14:52
Excellent observations
Knowledge inherent, given with birth. Easy to forget.
Be free, kindred spirit,
Tim
C. Wolff
Thu, 2022-08-04 16:20
Indeed :)
Indeed :)
RoseBlack
Thu, 2022-08-04 18:07
Beautiful write
All the splendors of nature that are ours to enjoy, if we just know how and where to look. Great job!
~RoseBlack~
C. Wolff
Thu, 2022-08-04 22:44
Thank you!!
Thank you!!