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 May 2016 Stranger Blue
Gidgette
Do you remember the honeysuckle?
The way it smelled then, So sweet
The scent permeated the summer air
Down by the lake where we would meet
The sound of waves on the lake
Was the music we made love to
Sneaking away, you and I
To be together for a few
I can't help but to smile
When I see those yellow and white blooms
Do you remember the honeysuckle?
It reminds me of you
Once again, my appologies for the lack of comments lately. Some one very close to me had a massive heart attack and I've been helping out. And I work a full time job. I don't like to "like" a poem unless I actually read it, and like it, and with life being so hectic, I haven't had much time. Thank you all so very much for taking the time to read my words. Time is one of the few things we can never get back. Thank you for giving me some of yours. <3
 May 2016 Stranger Blue
Phia
You don't believe in fairytales
you don't believe in magic
and maybe that's the reason why
you think everything is tragic.
But if you lifted up your chin
and you looked up to the sky
you'd remember all the beauty
it's just hidden in disguise.
There is beauty in the light
there is beauty in the dark
there's still so much beauty in you
it just needs to be resparked.
So maybe if you started to believe
In things like Peter Pan and Wendy
maybe you'd begin to see
that life's still filled with magic and happy endings.
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