Many poems I read seem so sad
The poems fills your eyes with tears
This doesn't mean the poems are bad
But sometimes a poem should be filled with cheer

There is so much beauty to write about
Not just lost love, fears, screams and shouts

A poem can be about
Flowers or trees
A poem can be about
Crystal blue seas

A poem can be about
a ring of smoke
Or a beautiful girl
Or about the beauty
We find in this world

The grass is green
And blue is the sky
The air is clean
And the clouds sail by

Far up in the Tallest tree
The birds sing Jolly and free

The children are running
In the meadows and play
It truly is a beautiful day

Our hearts are warm
And free from fear
That's how we know
Summer is here

What I can feel
I've never felt before
This burning desire
I just can't ignore

It must be a spell
Cast from hell
What else could this be
Who has taken hold of me

This evil temptation
I cannot resist
You must truly be
The most evil witch

Your enchanting eyes
And irresistible lips
That dark blonde hair
And those beautiful hips

But I have to resist
I have to be strong
Before I do something terribly wrong

⊙

Cinnamon wishes
and good morning kisses
the coffee is put on to brew

Sunlight is shining
a new day designing
the lawn glistens covered in dew

Songbirds are singing
their melodies bringing
sweet harmonies floating so true

My smile now beaming
a perfect day gleaming
*I can't wait to start it with you

This is a poem;
About a heartbreak.
But no, this is not a poem
about how boy meets girl,
and then fall in love.
nor a poem about how
the boy and the girl
fell out of love.

This is a poem;
about how when someone leave,
it takes a part of you.
big or small, still a part.
It will make you feel,
oh so incomplete.
It will leave you hollow;
which time can't fill.