Writing has always been an important part of my life. Recently, I've been drawn to poetry. The beauty of poetry is that everyone takes something different from it. Some find it intriguing, inspiring, or even meaningless. But, no one truly knows what the writer is writing about. Take it as you will. Happy reading! -yours truly
Friday, March 15, 2013
Her
Instead
the other one
pulling your strings
makes you smile
the way you feel about her
is how i feel about you
Coffee Shop Girl
Sitting alone
in the corner of the coffee shop
the same time everyday
I watch her stare out the window
sip on her drink
and write in her little book
So curious
what is she thinking
what is she writing
She is beautiful
I want to meet her
but afraid to say hello
This coffee shop girl
she doesn't know yet
This coffee shop girl
she is my wife
Hello
in the corner of the coffee shop
the same time everyday
I watch her stare out the window
sip on her drink
and write in her little book
So curious
what is she thinking
what is she writing
She is beautiful
I want to meet her
but afraid to say hello
This coffee shop girl
she doesn't know yet
This coffee shop girl
she is my wife
Hello
Old Fashioned
To market, to market to pick up some lunch.
Home again, home again time to munch munch.
To market, to market hear some live music.
Home again, home again a different acoustic.
To market, to market to buy her some flowers.
Home again, home again to love her all hours.
Home again, home again time to munch munch.
To market, to market hear some live music.
Home again, home again a different acoustic.
To market, to market to buy her some flowers.
Home again, home again to love her all hours.
To market, to market to drink some coffee.
Home again, home again I missed you. I'm sorry.
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