I long to be Rapunzel,
To just let down my hair,
To walk into a nightclub,
To see them gasp and stare,
As I leap onto the dance floor,
I'll give it my best shot,
To feel the vibes,
The music fine,
Who cares,
No matter what.
I long to run through fields of green,
With daisies in my hair,
I want to feel my youth again,
Those days,
When I just didn't care.
But as I put my foot outside,
My nice, warm cosy bed,
I think,
Well who am I kidding!
I'll just write a poem instead.
Jayne Louise Davies
Jayne, Or should I address you Rapunzel? that is a wonderful poem! Loved it. Top
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I feel the same way but I did tried to Rapunzel and I got sick of it Bravo!