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Cailey Weaver Dec 2013
In the blink of an eye,
Everything is gone.

Siblings and children
playing in the sun.

In the blink of an eye,
it all goes away.

Families together
at the end of the day.

In the blink of an eye,
All hope is lost.

Lives have been spent
on an unjust cause.

In the blink of an eye,
Lives are torn apart.

Some have barely
even had a start.

In the blink of an eye,
My faith is destroyed.

My hope for humanity
falls into the void.
In honor of the Sandy Hook Shooting victims and their families.

Hope Will Return
Cailey Weaver Dec 2013
One
One Up
Four Down
Three In
Five Around
Seven Backwards
Two Between
Six and Then There's
You and Me
Cailey Weaver Dec 2013
What does it mean to write?
Are there fences?
Are there rules?
Is the clear blue sky the limit?
Is it endless or finite?

Should we follow a path?
Is it left?
Or is it right?
Do written words have restrictions?
Like arithmetic and math?

Do you have to be good?
If you are bad,
Should you quit?
Is there even fine a boundary?
Do we really think there should?

Are words upon a page,
A form of life?
Our hallowed kin?
Are the words that live within us,
Our own breath-restricting cage?
Cailey Weaver Nov 2013
Everyone has a song that is uniquely their own.
And once they learn to play it.
Nothing in the world.
Nothing at all.
Can stop them from achieving their dreams.
Reaching new heights.
And making the world a better place for us all.
Cailey Weaver Nov 2013
Roses are yellow
Violets are grey
I hate mushrooms
Mom go away
Cailey Weaver Oct 2013
Shall I compare thee to a rotten raisin?
Thou art much less fermented.
The flies come if they’re left out in a bin.
But the sun just makes you demented.

Sometimes I find a box melted in my car.
And thus it sticks like crazy glue.
And since my Drain-O is not up to par,
Thus am I as stuck to you.

But the only time I’ve seen you melt is while looking in my eyes.
And being around you is as sweet, almost as sweet as those,
Old, fermented, raisins baked into cherry pies.
And never ever have I had to pour acid up your nose.

As long as flies steer clear of you, I shall be content.
With my handsome sun-made lover, although your nose is bent.
Cailey Weaver Sep 2013
Sometimes I can't see past the shadows in the trees.
Sometimes I don't notice the song that lies within me.
Sometimes the sun looks down and hits me in the eye.
Blinding me from everything important in my life.

When hope flies away like a peregrine.
And out of your reach because you cannot fly.

And when the nightmares come in the darkness oh oh oh oh
Open your eyes and believe

You will be stronger than
All of the darkness in
the world you live in now
don't let yourself fall down
Don't give up on life now
Never let hate prevail
Just let your heart go free

Sometimes life won't let you choose who you're meant to be
Sometimes it takes a choice before you're truly free.
Sometimes you have to let your heart show you the way.
And let your spirit soar out of the past into today.

When hope flies away like a peregrine.
And out of your reach because you cannot fly.

And when the nightmares come in the darkness oh oh oh oh
Open your eyes and believe

You will be stronger than
All of the darkness in
the world you live in now
don't let yourself fall down
Don't give up on life now
Never let hate prevail
Just let your heart go free


Sometimes my heart goes cold,
But I look up to the sky,
the clouds there are fearless
And never afraid to cry.

You will be stronger than
All of the darkness in
the world you live in now
don't let yourself fall down
Don't give up on life now
Never let hate prevail
Just let your heart go free
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