What's the good in falling in love
When in the end
All you get is a jaded heart,
A cut in the wrist,
An empty pocket.

Just know when to hold on
when to quit,
and when to move on,
and you'll be fine.

I want to tell her it's okay
That her body is hers and hers alone
And having excess fat is okay.

I want to tell her that
She can't look like those girls in the magazine
because those girls don't look like that for real.
And it's okay.

I want to tell her that maybe
he still hasn't notice her
because God chose someone better.
And it's okay.

I want to tell her that falling in love
and getting hurt in the process
is a part of life.
And even if you cry it's okay.

Finally I want to tell her that
saying no to drugs,
turning down alcohol,
and respecting elders
is not old school.

That friends can laugh at your face
for being 'boring' for refusing things,
but you know it's what's right
And it's okay.



© **Leigh Herondale  *June 2015

Cannot forget the day, January 19th,
Can still recall the pain,
Everything I dealt with,
But when I saw you smile I just melted
I love you so much my son,
You are my greatest wealth.

Four years passed and you're growing up
To be a great man,
Oh just like your Pop.
Though sometimes I just wanted
To hold you in my lap,
And whisper words like
"Honey, never grow up".

Another four years
And maybe you'll forget about this
Cake eaten, balloons popped, opened unwanted gifts,
No matter, I will always remind you this:
"I love you Hari"
And say it with a kiss.



© Leigh Herondale  *January 2015

Everyday she walks alone
Keeping her head bowed down
But she knows she's a princess
With an imaginary crown

One day she met a boy
She thought whom was the one
Made her promises of forever
Asked for everything but none

But colors fade away
So did her perfect guy
He found someone 'better'
Left without any 'goodbye'

Now her heart was broken
She walks alone again
Left with nothing but memories
Of a boy she loved back then.


© Leigh Herondale  *January 2015