Shreya Sarpangala Poet Free verse

Magnetic Furs

Playing with Magnet
It's my habit
My pen always has a magnet
Sticking to it's pocket

Through the woods I run
Having so much fun
My buddy magnet
Not leaving my side

Catching all the iron fur
As a feed
To my magnet sheep
Iron furs don't leap

At the end of the day
They sleep on hay
I want to keep them forever with me

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Beata Agustin September 16, 2021 at 2:41 AM THANKS for sharing this. It is my prayer that you will enjoy a vibrant relationship offered by God, as well as His gift of eternal life, according to John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Welcome to PS. God bless you.