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Shayla

May 24, 2013
By Anonymous

you fit my empty spaces
like clay when the sun is high
and the ground singes
with sharp hear.
you tap-tap-tap on our hearts
like a clover-colored limerick
and your smile
paints our eyes
with red, gold, yellow canary feathers.
and just in simple laughter
or simple words
or simple humor
you fill the spaces
so that it doesn't all fall
apart


The author's comments:
I wrote this about my best friend, Shayla. I wanted to give her a piece of writing to remind her what she means to me.

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