This is a poem about youth and ambition. It's from a class on rhyming I took on another website.
Jenny thought she was new
Never been before, never seen
It must be, it must be true
Without a face, she would fly
Jenny attacked the world, what she would do
It went round and round, as it always did
She lunged in vain, as if on cue
And found herself forgotten, lost.
© 2007 Anne Westlund
Poetry by Anne Westlund
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Written on 2007-02-06 at 00:31
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Hornet
Jenny thought she was new
Never been before, never seen
It must be, it must be true
Without a face, she would fly
Jenny attacked the world, what she would do
It went round and round, as it always did
She lunged in vain, as if on cue
And found herself forgotten, lost.
© 2007 Anne Westlund
Poetry by Anne Westlund
Read 700 times
Written on 2007-02-06 at 00:31
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