With words of poetry off his guitar strings
dressed in a blue jean jackets
grubby tennis shoes with no laces
he steps out of my life.
I drive the open highway
listening to my new cd
green lights all the way home
dreaming of dancing in the rain.
Im dressed in my silk bathrobe.
We sip our drinks together.
Me, green tea.
You, cherry cola.
Complete contentment.
You in your world...
Me in mine...
Thats life...!
A contest entry
- New Group Word Bank by And Hyetal.
525 points, ended January 26, 2008, 6 entries
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Comments
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"thats life"
Sure is!
I like what you formed her out of those words. Beautiful poem here.
Thank you for entering!
~Cassie
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