Life Story

in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)

A broken boat am I ashore
what fate beholds for me at store
I do not know, nor do I care
because the sea today seems fair

It does not matter where or why
the waves will take me, since the sky
is always blue, for my old boat
my only care: to stay afloat

Poetry by:@tf8009

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