Keturah Thorpe Poet I do not know?

Fly Away

I'm from...Raman noodles that are actually God's brains
they keep my happiness and hunger frequently sustained

I'm from...Picking berries in the warmth of the sun
that go quite well with a warm cinnabun

I'm from..."Never forget your gift" said a lady to me
as I stopped to smell the roses in a sanctuary 

I'm from..."If you want to write then read, read, read"
I took to that notion and now I'm soon to succeed

I'm from...storytellers, trappers and pagans galore 
who teach me their mystical magical lore

I'm from...stardust and the controversle divine 
tracing my beginning back to the earliest time

I'm from...sitting on rooftops to get my head clear
where I think and I dream, my mind all in gear

I'm from...my friens who heve shaped me with love throughout my life
with them there is never very much strife 
they are my everything big and small 
without them I am from nowhere and nothing at all.........

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