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Cailey Weaver Apr 2014
No One Can Make You.
Only You Can Control.
  Apr 2014 Cailey Weaver
Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
  Apr 2014 Cailey Weaver
Marian
The moon's rays silently touched the ground
And fir trees shivered in the bitter cold air
I breathe in the scent of wood smoke
And smile quite contentedly
I feel like dancing, and twirling
Soaring like a bird in flight
On this cold winter night
When the midnight sky
Is covered in rich, velvety black
And each star twinkles up above
While the silent world is sleeping
And children are dreaming
On this cold winter night

*~Marian~
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Cailey Weaver Apr 2014
The tip of my pen is moved
by forces not my own.

The words that are unwritten,
never will be shown.

Marching across an empty page,
never knowing what to do.

All of me is forever lost,
Unless there is all of you.
Hope you liked this! Also, feel free to check out my newest cover of the song "All Of Me" by John Legend, on my youtube channel. This poem was based off that song, so I hope you enjoy! :)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sI_7w4QR6Jc&feature;=gp-n-y
Cailey Weaver Apr 2014
I will not fall.
I will not drop.
Into the dark.
I'll never stop.
I won't look back.
I hear the call.
I will not trip
I'll never fall.

Though things seem stark.
The light is there.
The starlight twinkles
Through the air.
When darkness falls
I'll stay awake.
The cold will numb,
The nagging ache.
Cailey Weaver Apr 2014
When something hurts you inside, you repel it until it's impossible to ignore. You deny that anything can touch you, harm you from the inside.
It's hard to be empty, but still feel the pain too.
It's hard to even know what you're feeling.
Or why you're feeling it.
Cailey Weaver Apr 2014
Some                    Days                   Things
                 Seem                  To                         Fly
                             By                     Far                         Too
                                                                                               Fast.........
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