She, He, They

I just scribbled down a fast poem and wanted to get some feed back. I also like how it came out, so wanted to share it with you, my readers.

 

She waits, she works

she spins and twirls.

Merrily on her way she goes

in a dance that no one knows.

 

He paces, he panics

He dashes to run races.

Frantically rushing every where

in a rave that no one knows.

 

They talk, they listen

They move all about

Sweetly whispering and giggling in the other’s ears

in a life no on really knows about.

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