Rooting 8 To 5
In the middle of a dense fog night
Imaginary roots were cut down by a lady
Escaping from mental dungeon that dragged in despair
Feeling like a bird that escaped from prison
Tasting the freedom sensed when burdens are thrown
For Rooting 8 To 5 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Nette Onclaud
Fourth Place
January 4, 2017
Checked with How Many Syllables Count
Copyright © Nayda Ivette Negron Flores | Year Posted 2017
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