"on the Shelf"
What a world we have traveled through....
All our steps, long ones ,but are you sure
you stepped too....
We dust off our dresser and move the frames
to see our self....
I know where I've been and what I've done but
you ended up just a snow globe on a shelf....
You stayed inside your glass bubble from the
world you were protected....
Your shoes stayed in the closet and your jacket
on the hook, never to be rejected....
I can move you from the window so the light won't
fade or come free from its case....
Its so sad that love and my words could never brighten
that face....
I could fall a million times but my dreams and passions
will always brace my landing....
Off the shelf you could fall but only broken glass and
water stains will be remaining....
Time to fly away my bird,as my cage door is always open....
Till we meet again another day,just sit with dreams and hoping...
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