Far from cities, streets or cars
In a dark and silent mood
Roger sees a thousand stars
Exit suddenly a wood;
Fireflies dance before his eyes
Light and bright like magic sparks:
You can see that Roger cries.
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Comments (2 so far!)
Well freaking done. I looked up acrostic because I hadn't heard that word before and suddenly everything lit up before me. This is pretty great.
- #3852 Posted 1 year ago
Thank you very much, I am glad you liked it!
- #3854 Posted 1 year ago
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