it doesn't even light up.
I still count the light posts...
I would get to three and you'd be here.
I've counted up to 6
at least a dozen times...
I want to keep counting,
but I think I'm finaly done.
I have long since grown up..
I don't even have the urge anymore
I just like to feel the sand on my toes...
Author notes
this is for tuesday 8/19/08
http://media.photobucket.com/image/broken%20hearts/catswillrule/pier.jpg?o=319
its true i havent
and i probaby never will
but i have grown up
and as i said
i just like the feel of sand on my toes
thats all it is now...
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Comments
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This was really cute. haha. see I said it again.
But yes, anyway. It was cute and yet so complex.
I love the idea of counting to see if that certain someone would come back.
And the ending was clever and beautiful.
Wow.

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I thought this was a wonderful take on the picture, you realy crafted a story from it. I loved the romance at the start, it seemed innocent and sweet but I loved the way you showed hhow things change and how we grow up. I alos loved your final line, It showed how simple things like sand between our toes stay with us and comfort/please us. Great work x
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thank you so much and im glad that you liked it
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I love this poem. I'll stick to my former comment: AMAZINGGG.
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Aw tis is sweet and sad
Yes over time we get a lighter shade of blue for the memories that once crowded our minds and today we remember the simpler things and not the complete day . Lovely

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so true...
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What once held memories & meaning become a little different when we are an 'adult'. Because the small things aren't big to us anymore and the big things certainly can't be small. But yes, going back to a feeling so beautiful, is lovely. It's okay to regress every once in a while though, to remind yourself of how it used to be.
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yeah it is
and i do it a lot...
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I've counted up to 6
at least a dozen times...
I want to keep counting,
but I think I'm finaly done.
<3
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yay!
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Really like both your picture for inspiration, and your poem!~ Well done!


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I enjoyed this write immensely, probably your best write.
Never grow up, lil one, you are just precious!
Very well done.
A typo on "finaly" ~ should be "finally"
*hugs*
Slayer

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aww thank you daddy!!!
yay...
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wow i love this soooo much
its sad tho
wow. im in love with this
you don't even understand
i think this is my new favourite by you
ive read it like 3 times already lmfao
this is honestly beautiful.
the emotions are WOW
and the imagery with the whole ferris wheel concept = wonderfulll
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thanks im glad you like it
and yeah so many emotions...
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I just like to feel the sand on my toes...
thats my favorite line!
i really like this


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gracias baby
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Aw, wow, dear this is beautiful. I loved every worrrd. The only mistake I could find was that "faris" should be "ferris", but that's about it. Otherwise, the poem was amazinggg, love. I was drawn in from the first line. Much love♥
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gah
thank you
hahha
i thought i fixed that
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for sure, dearest

hahah
you odd pineapple.

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