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 Nov 2014 Adelía
SilentCry
A person can
Be smiling on the
Outside and
Crying on the inside
So be nice
To everyone
You meet
Whether they deserve
It or not
You never know
What a hard life
They could be
Going through at home
© SilentCry
 Nov 2014 Adelía
Weasel
Night
 Nov 2014 Adelía
Weasel
Usually when you
Think of nights, folks
You think of a full moon
Being in the sky
But there's nothing
But total darkness

{ Weasel }
True!
There's no full moon tonight here where I live.
Poem 16
© The Weasel.
All rights reserved.
 Nov 2014 Adelía
Weasel
Roses
 Nov 2014 Adelía
Weasel
Roses always wither
Before I've even had
A chance to enjoy them
Which usually makes
The Weasel feel like cryin'

{ Weasel }
This poem is true!
I have always noticed that roses wither too quickly.
Thanks for reading.
Poem 13
© The Weasel
All rights reserved.
 Nov 2014 Adelía
Weasel
Taboo
 Nov 2014 Adelía
Weasel
Sometimes people aren't allowed to visit you,
Yet it would otherwise be okay -
If only they weren't mad wit you.

{ Weasel }
This is true. However, I wish it wasn't.
Thanks for reading anyway.
Poem 2
© The Weasel
All rights reserved.
 Nov 2014 Adelía
SilentCry
When I write my poetry
I curl up on the couch
With a cup of hot coffee
And my computer
Upon my lap
© SilentCry
 Nov 2014 Adelía
SilentCry
I’m sitting here
Watching the droplets
Of water fall from
The kitchen sink’s faucet
Dripping and dripping
In perfect beads of liquid
© SilentCry
 Nov 2014 Adelía
SilentCry
What is love to you?
Love has been my death
© SilentCry
Another old one.
 Nov 2014 Adelía
SilentCry
I watched in silence
As the flames flickered
On the candle’s wick
Dripping hot melting wax*
© SilentCry
 Nov 2014 Adelía
SilentCry
I am lonely
And it’s all because
I am waiting for you
© SilentCry
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