Strings

hi! I wrote this poem some years ago and i thought I'd share it with you.

Strings

The string was an anchor,
A road to go home by,
That was when, I was learning to fly!
Later, I tried to explore further afield,
The string tightened around my feet!

The string tangles with other strings,
And with other's a path it weaves.
There are times, I want to fly away,
There's something that holds me back,
I forgot, I came - STRINGS ATTACHED!