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. |
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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