I’m glad there’s this thing Called standards, expectations, living We call it time, it moves forward Only forward does it go
Because backward no sense it would make Oh no, living backward would be a mistake darwkcaB ti dlouw eb tsuj yills tuB spahrep s’taht eno fo eht sgniht I ekil tseb tuoba eeht
You live comfortably in your skin That’s one thing that draws me in I’m so glad we are friends
Friends moving forward Passing the time Building each other up Backwards in rhyme
Poem 21: Reading Forward
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Called standards, expectations, living
We call it time, it moves forward
Only forward does it go
Because backward no sense it would make
Oh no, living backward would be a mistake
darwkcaB ti dlouw eb tsuj yills
tuB spahrep s’taht eno fo eht sgniht
I ekil tseb tuoba eeht
You live comfortably in your skin
That’s one thing that draws me in
I’m so glad we are friends
Friends moving forward
Passing the time
Building each other up
Backwards in rhyme