A Soft Place To Fall
56Heartache finds me
No matter where I go
It seems destiny
And I don't know
Which way to go
Not to avoid...
that's impossible...
But to make it
still breathing,
not too broken,
and still smiling
plummeting
from drastic heights...
hoping you
will be a
Soft place to fall
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That's what we all need, a soft place to fall. Beautiful poem!
Let all your falling places be soft, Felicia. Thanks for this lovely poem.
Waren E says:
3 months ago
I hope so also feeweewv,and make room for rest of us free fallers!
This poem induced much imagery in my mind as I read it,thanks for sharing!:)