Pretty and dainty Rich girl feet Meant to be Beside the pool They don’t like to work
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
When I think of my mom I think of malt o meal muffins When I think of my dad Memories of a child Chasing us around the circle
The ugliest shade Of green We envy The car The job
Didn’t they know that people cared? That they were loved? Why didn’t someone tell them?
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
How do you describe A man so dramatic? You can recognize him From afar with his hat Always the gentleman
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Filler words Put me to sleep Added to cushion Take away my pillow Blunt words to wake up