If I could walk along a river
Or fly among the birds
Or climb a tree so high
I’d scream and not be heard
If I could dance upon the moon
Or jump from star to star
Or swing from vine to vine
Apart, they would be far
If I could read the judge’s mind
I would always win the case
If I could simply blink my eyes
To go from place to place
If, if, if. If are all these things
I’ll never have magic, I’ll never sprout wings
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Poems
PoetryThis is a book of some poems I've written recently. Some are about me, some are about books, and some are about something else entirely. Either way, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.