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I was only three..

Starry skies and empty hearts,
My feet not on the ground.
For you held me atop your head,
I could see you now mom, strong and dead.
I wished for this to be a dream,
I wished upon a shooting beam,
But it would not be clear to me,
For I was only three.

I grasped dad’s shoulders,
I looked for a clue,
But I only saw that face that I so barely knew.
He placed me down,
Onto the ground,
And I reached up to him.

My fragile legs, that barely knew how to walk,
Carried my small body towards the dark.
This dark was a new dark,
A dark that I did not know.
I felt inside me a lonely plea,
Which engulfed me entirely.

Her pleasant face,
Too soon to see,
Laying in that open sea.
A sea of happy memories,
From her to me.

I wish I knew you more,
But as it’s plain to see,
You left me too early,
For my tiny eyes to see.

I miss you now,
I missed you then,
I understand now what I did not then.




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xoLoStcausexo said...
Jul. 2, 2011 at 1:04 pm:
my favorite part is the ending line "i understand now what i did not then." it absolutely sums up a wonderful poem... keep writing<3
 
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Jun. 18, 2011 at 11:46 pm:
this poem is amazing.  keep writing(;
 
Brim369 replied...
Jun. 19, 2011 at 1:38 pm :
thanksss(:
 
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