The bike resting against the old,oak tree.
The bike retired from cycling.
The handle bars bending like fresh bananas.
Wheels curled like circles.
The leather on the seat peeling off the sponge like the skin off a banana!
a dark clam .
You are hiding in a corner of darkness like a perl restring in a depressing clam , waiting to feel the warmth of the golden sun for the first time.
Who are you ?
You are an incredible icicle that wonders the side walk.
You are the Earth tuning round.
You are a Donkey that trotted across the wind.
You are the swan that driffted across the pond.
You are the strawberry that put a smile on someones face.
You are the town that made you , you.
You are number that came to your soul
You are the Wednesday that makes everyones day
You are Saturn that does round you
You are the memory of when it was amazing.
You are..
You are the memory of ghost cat curled up on the couch resting in peace.
You are sound of bubble of love what never let it out.
You are the distance between joy and sorrow.
You are the fear in fright hiding in the corner.
You are the smell of lemons sweet and sour.
You are the taste of the wind explore everywhere.
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