How Easily I Fold

Poetry of life

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In all my tears
I feel you
understand,

How easily I fold
then suddenly
regain my
stance.

How I have been
the youngest
and the oldest
in this world,

So joyful with
your kind of soul
that means
the boldest
words.

And all because
one day you
played
along,

And freed the
life within me
while not
leaving me
at all,

So when
I’m over-swaying
and you’re
gone,

The sunrise
of this love
will see me
strong.

~