I carefully stepped outside
For the first time today,
I smiled alone—
And let my pain fade away
I picked up the pieces
Of broken glass
That lay before me—
I forgot about the past.
The sun reached down
And put his hand upon my face
“Hello,” he did say
As I walked at a blissful pace
I returned his gesture
By inviting him along
At my side, he did stay—
I began to hum a song
Of which sprung from memory
Mine, and mine alone
I relished in the beauty;
Flowers of every color and tone.
Continuing to smile,
I followed my own path
Not noticing the sun,
Who warmed my aching back—
Soothing my healing wounds
As I tossed away the empty—
The rubble of my mind.
The sun still followed beside me—
But I prefer to walk alone
Author notes
Lame... I know. But I'm feeling good, and this is what the poem is about.
Written May 8th, 2005
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Yeah, I agree. As I read this, I could picture it in my head. Beautiful write as always my friend. It was amazing. Not something that I see from you a lot. And it still kept your talent. Your such a great writer. You can make anything beautiful.
Always and Forever,
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this is really good i could actually imagine this in my head.. great write...keep it up
~tiffany~
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