For so many years, <br />penning have been done, <br />over an elusive emotion, <br />only a chosen few have won. <br />I myself, in chase of its glory, <br />have truly been fooled by its simplest touch. <br /> <br />In retrospect of youthful days, <br />A fairy tales myth was implanted, <br />Prince & Princess lie in such want, <br />of such music of heartful chant, <br />in hindsight, an unreachable taunt, <br />yet to the level we desire so much. <br /> <br />Do we fool ourself, putting on a pedestal, <br />such a grand emotion known as a'more <br />or do we cut it at the knees dropping down <br />to a level where we are able to walk through its door, <br />when in truth, left in its simplistic grounds <br />it is found in its truest...rarest....form........<br /><br />Geoff Warden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cut-at-the-knees/
