they didn’t look
like a cage, those years,
until I was offered a key
and realized I knew not
how to use it
September 28, 2016 by Rosemerry
they didn’t look
like a cage, those years,
until I was offered a key
and realized I knew not
how to use it
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged cage, dreams, poem, poetry | 1 Comment
dreams in a cage, an interesting idea. i wonder who or what offers the key…