The Key
The Key
I can’t be cornered, don’t try it
I’ll escape just like a rabbit;
Scared,
Running,
Dodging,
Twisting,
Thinking only of being free.
You net is useless, your ropes won’t hold.
I can’t be captured, I can’t! I can’t!
So if you want me, leave me free;
Then I’ll come,
And stay,
And stay,
And stay.
Dec 1977
Copyright © Beverly Read | Year Posted 2016
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