THIS POEM HAS NO TITTLE
I am sitting there waiting,waiting for the day to start
I cant wait any longer so i put my head down
Then all at once i stand up and music starts playing...
Then my body starts to spontaneously moving
Am i dancing or am i really dizzy? who knows ... i do,
I'm definitely dancing but I'm not doing it
OR AM I!?!?
brandice commented on THIS POEM HAS NO TITTLE
04-19-2012
brandice commented on THIS POEM HAS NO TITTLE
04-05-2011
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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