Open Poetry #30 |
One to Five (years old) |
Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York |
One Moment in your arms two Touches of your hand three Days of endless fright four Snowflakes in the fall five Things that got left unsaid I was young and restless, as I spent a moment in your arms. To many times that, I would cry. I didn't even know why. But the touches of your hand, always soothed my heart. Let me rest in assurance. I stand silently, in days of endless fright. Clowns scare me in the dead of night, now everybodies holding me tightly. sometimes I wonder why? It is always cold in the winter, and why sometimes, there are snowflakes in the fall. it does not seem right to me, that you have gone away. and there are, so many things left unsaid. Love, |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
kellie- this is a very thought provoking piece. i love the quiet intensity of this! great write. take care. amy "love is like a butterfly-- |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kellie~ This - 'One Moment in your arms two Touches of your hand three Days of endless fright four Snowflakes in the fall five Things that got left unsaid' - is classic beauty~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost, |
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