Pen’s Don’t Lie
As my hand finds a pen, Let the writing begin, Words start flowing from the bottom of my heart, Ink and paper dancing together to capture the story so far, Expressing the way I feel for what happened yesterday, Like the hand of a clock the words just want stop and the pen it will keep on writing, As painful to me to write how I feel, I know it will set me free,
Of the lies, deceit and betrayal inflicted on me, Bereaving the loss of my family and the future it should have been, Unable to control the situation as it unfolded, Eventually destroying me, True colours shown of what my love meant to one, Chapters progress easily, To tell of the past the pen writes freely, Of the present I write daily, For the future I can only write of dreams and write reality as destiny is presented to me, So to the next chapter I will go in the story of my life, At a chapters end, Let the episodes unfold as you turn the page.
Buttercups, Buttercups
Buttercups, buttercups, In a field of green, With butterflies fluttering, From leaf to leaf, In the gentle wind, Laid in a meadow, Grass is ...
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To write a thousand words, How one feels, But cannot find those eyes, Who would read, A message unread, For a thousand years, Maybe in anoth... -
A Robin flew to a tree on my path, This was fate, It was meant to be, He sang a song, In his merry way, Only a few will understand his words... -
A new day, With a morning born, The start of the week, A new path found, With cherry blossom beginning to show, The first duckling, Swimming...
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