Never lost
#WritcoPoemPrompt64
The heavens are making lines in the sky,
Followed by roaring sounds,
So loud, could be heard and seen wondrously high,
With bits of colossal shaking pounds
where I even try,
to get you my lovely friend once I made
so so loving but I sigh,
Oh my sweet darling brought to mind
I always get you but no goodbye.
The heavens are making lines in the sky,
Followed by roaring sounds,
So loud, could be heard and seen wondrously high,
With bits of colossal shaking pounds
where I even try,
to get you my lovely friend once I made
so so loving but I sigh,
Oh my sweet darling brought to mind
I always get you but no goodbye.