Seesaw by Collen Molahlehi

Collen Molahlehi | September 15th, 2023 | poetry | 1 Comment

Poem

Holding on for dear life
They have wings the size of angel-shaped clouds.
Melodies of youth are indeed chortles
And innocence with no summer blues.
Up and down on the seesaw they go,
With a peripheral view and a jealous ground
They can taste the remaining sweetness of a dying world.

Poet Bio

He is an artist, published poet and a published short story writer.

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