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How My Day Turns To Him
Contributed by
Kie-Kie
on
Wednesday, 30th June 2004 @ 01:10:08 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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The birds were singing melodies From nests high up in moss filled trees Songs to ring in the dawning day Telling children to wake up and play
So I rose out of my warm, toasty bed Wish I would just drop dead Not because my life was bad Or because it was incredably sad Just becuase I was awake I'd just opened my eyes for heavens sake
I wandered downstairs to make my tea Hoping no one followed me For I'll admit I am no saint In the morning I make complaints Though I mean not a word I say My words may cause much dismay
I finished my tea, drank it all up Walked to the sink, and rinsed my cup Then up the stairs I quickly flew Put on my clothes of navy blue Brushed and tied backl my chestnut hair To put on make-up I didn't dare
I fluffed my pillows and made my bed Then took some medicine for my head Though the pain was little I knew not to wait When the migraine hit it would be too late
I soon was feeling more and more joy I kissed the picture of my boy Heading back downstairs I noticed this thing The one thing I was missing The smiles he'd make The breath that he'd take The words that he'd say All throughout his long day The thought made a tear come to my eye But I, being stubborn, refused to cry
I turned my mind to the daily chore Of walking out my own front door A cloud in my mind then grew dim Full of thoughts I had of him
Not thoughts of hate or worry Nor thoughts to make your skin scurry But instead thoughts of longing Of trust, security, and belonging MAking me wish ever more That when I opened my front door I'd see his face as I try to walk out While he's just standing and waiting about
But as I stood with my door ajar I saw nothing but my neighbor's car Although I knew it would be so I hated to watch my dream go And I won't lie to you, you see I'm easily taken by fantasy
So I heaved a heavy sigh ANd after several cars went by I made my way down the street To where the bus and I would meet
The sunlight that played upon my face Reminded me of his warm embrace And in the wind I heard his voice Leaving me with no choice My mind filled with thoughts of him Every last little whim My heart pounded in my cheast Breathlessness a newfound guest
And as I slipped from reality I seemed to defy gravity From my back there sprouted wings While I lost all track of things
But I was slowly brought down to earth By friends of insurmountable worth They told me to keep my mind on what's ahead My dreams to be left inside my head Told me that someday soon But, sadly, not tomorrow at noon All my dreams and hopes will be Forever a part of me And will all become too true Because my boy loves me too
Although he told me every night I guess I never had the sight To see that he meant every word I know that it sounds absurd
And I don't know what he sees in me But I'd rather it be him than anybody Because although we may be miles apart I love him with all my heart
Copyright ©
Kie-Kie
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2004-06-30 13:10:08] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: How My Day Turns To Him
(User Rating: 1 ) by liquidsunshine on
Wednesday, 30th June 2004 @ 01:21:00 PM AEST (User
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I know how you feel. My b/f --also my first love--just got back from a trip...we hadn't seen each other for a week and, boy was he a site for sore eyes!
Loved the poem. Keep up the good work.
Lots of love and peace be with you,
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Re: How My Day Turns To Him
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Wednesday, 30th June 2004 @ 01:25:41 PM AEST (User
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awwww this is very sweet, I know how you feel also
great poem,
pixie xx |
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