POEM STARTER
‘And with a final bow, the thought was gone.’
Write a poem about a fleeting thought, ending with this line.
Think
with one thought came a valley of them
lost in the interal maze we call our mind
do they like me? am i annoying them? would it be better if i left them alone?
then the delicate touch of an angel changed everything
all thoughts were quite
only one stood tall
am i good enough for them
with one look and one kiss
and with a final bow, the thought was gone.
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