If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man

Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up

Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?

I had it all In my head And then I said Words I do not know which ones

A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters

Does it hurt? When you prick your finger No I do this just for fun Our fingers lose feeling

My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done

Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best

We Are me and you Together Two hearts Two minds

Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone

I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease