If I was an angle and I had wings
I’d fly around to see everything
But I think I would find the world to be
Not what I had imagined to see.

If I was a devil and I had a tail
I’d wander around with a mournful wail
But I think that I would soon tire of it
Becoming bored bit by bit.

But I am a human and I have a mind
I’d like to explore, see what I can find
But I think that I feel there is no time
To truly explore that which is mine.

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Author guidance for This poem

I am mostly a prose writer. Poetry comes to me in bits and pieces and I rarely do more than rhyming stanzas. But I thought I'd share it with you. Even though I know some of this has been posted elsewhere, I'll put it here too. I'm trying to go chronologically, but I'll spare you the poem I wrote at the age of 7 (with its horrible spelling and childish handwriting).

So I hope you do enjoy, and don't cringe too much *grin*

:} Elorithryn

updated Apr 30 '11 by Elorithryn