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Rebecca Mullins Poem
On many a long, hot summer’s
day,
I prance down to the field and
lay,
On the wet, wet grass, and
stare right at the sky.
Watching, waiting as the clouds
go by,
Waiting for a dragon cloud to
fly.
When after long, hot hours of
waiting.
As I lay, anticipating,
I finally spot a small cloud way
up high.
I know at once the dragon
cloud’s arrived,
I take a leap, and suddenly I
fly.
We fly among the heavens and
the stars are slyly winking.
They see the Earth so far below
and probably are thinking,
‘What a wondrous thing that
girl has tried.’
I swell up twice my size
because of pride.
We make our way back to the
earth, the dragon cloud and I.
I slowly fall back to the fields
below,
And realize that the dragon has
to go.
He flies off in the distance
without even a goodbye,
I wave my hands, ‘till he’s gone
from my sight.
I close my eyes, and only then
I cry.
Copyright © Rebecca Mullins | Year Posted 2011
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Rebecca Mullins Poem
Life is like a public pool,
You can't tell if it's hot or cool.
It's best to just cannonball in, and to trust,
If you don't like the water at first, you'll adjust.
Copyright © Rebecca Mullins | Year Posted 2011
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Rebecca Mullins Poem
I'm held down by expectations,
Trapped by rules and regulations.
How can I be happy,
When I never will be truly free?
If only I would disregard
The judging of my peers, it's hard.
I yearn to be accepted,
But how can I, when I'm being me?
Copyright © Rebecca Mullins | Year Posted 2011
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