A Collection






The Musical

The casting,
The painting,
All work done at night
Picking up everything in sight.
The pain,
The going insane.
All sleep done during classes,
Doing homework while in the pool.
When will it be over?
Soon, Soon!
The curtain rises.






Day Dreaming

Far away blows the whistle,
Time to float away.
Dreaming of him,
Tall, dark and handsome.
A childish thought.
Floating above the clouds.
Flying off to never, never land,
Thinking of fairy tales
Once told as bedtime stories.









To You

You are a friend
Someone I can share
My with my inner-most thoughts.
Someone I can lean on
When the need arises.
Someone who will comfort me
In sadness.
Someone who listens
And cares.
You are all these to me
And many more too.
Sometimes I think you know me
Better than I know myself.
Thank you My friend.







candle







The Candle

A single candle burns,
The wind blows softly through the trees,
The music plays.
Gently you speak,
Lightly you kiss,
The candle flickers in your eyes.
We dance,
We whisper,
We caress each other in the candle light.
The wind stops,
The music ends,
You take my hand in yours.
The candle goes out.
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