Poem -

On Sunny days

On Sunny days

On Sunny days 
The world is bright and smiles

People are happy and free

I want to walk trough that door too

But I can't find my key

 

On Sunny days

There are things I want to do

But I can't because I am not ready to proof

That I am worth being here

That I am worth being me

 

On Sunny days

When the world feels peaceful

When people forget about their worries

I want to forget them too

But it's too soon

 

On Sunny days

I want to die

I want to leave it all behind

I want to be happy

But I am not ready

 

On Sunny days

I want to have friends

I want to have fun

I want to live

I want to fly

 

On Sunny days

I have fiends

I have fun

I am alive

Not sure if I can fly

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Tony Taylor

Hey TUULIA!!.......this is VERY well conveyed!!....The formatting works beautifully for this piece.......and the repetition of the title adds such wonderful rhythmic flow to the whole of it.......but what I liked the most about it was that it offers such hope at the end......even though the road has been quite dark!!......ALL STARS!!.....well done dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo  : )

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