Breathe
© N Noël Dec 2003
I learned to breathe again when you left me
I learned to breathe again
I learned that life was much too short to hold my breath waiting for you my friend
I learned to first crawl, walk, then run as fast as the wind
I learned to breathe again
I learned to love me again

2 comments:
Great poem.
OOOH I really love this one.
Dela
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