In The Eye Of The Ferris Wheel

In The Eye Of The Ferris Wheel short poem

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In the Eye of the Ferris Wheel,
I see beautiful scenery that makes me feel,
so amazing and fantastic as it could be.

In the Eye of the Ferris Wheel,
I experience the joy that only my heart can tell,
a kind of happiness that has never been claimed.

In the Eye of the Ferris Wheel,
my acrophobia suddenly became clear,
fear of heights, I will no longer have to fear.

In the Eye of the Ferris Wheel,
my heart is beating faster and faster as it wheels,
higher and higher, it tells me that I can bear.

In the Eye of the Ferris Wheel,
let’s hold our hands then close our eyes to gently smell the freshness of the air,
to keep silent and remember the things we usually do and share.

In the Eye of the Ferris Wheel,
I promise to love you and care,
I promise that you and I will always be there!

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Reagan Latumbo

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Singer. Poet Writer.I love singing and singing will always be my stint forever.Just like what I have said above, I am totally a lover of poems.I wrote straight from the heart, from my experience.I am a graduate of Bachelor of Secondary Education major in English in the Philippines.I dreamed of publishing some of my poems I wrote a few years back until now.
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