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Sep 2014 · 638
For Those Who Asked Why
Mary Sullivan Sep 2014
It wasn't his voice
Though it was heavenly
It wasn't the roles he performed
Though they were beautiful
It wasn't his humor
Though it always cheered me
It wasn't his leadership
Though it was impressive
It wasn't his dedication
Though I always admired it
It wasn't his charm
Though I envied it
It wasn't even his loyalty
Though I coveted it.

I loved him for his soul.
May 2014 · 1.1k
Just Someplace
Mary Sullivan May 2014
Someday I’d like to visit Georgia
Or maybe Florida
Or maybe the Bahamas or Tahiti or Hawaii
Just someplace that’s warm.

Someday I’d like to visit Alabama
Or Louisiana
Or Arkansas or Georgia or Carolina
Someplace where the boys speak with accents
And the girls wear boots and plaid
And farmland is everywhere
Just someplace where people are kind.

Someday I’d like to visit Texas
Or Nevada
Or Wyoming or Oklahoma or Kansas
Someplace where the sun beats down hot
And the men ride horses
And the desert stretches for miles
Just someplace where people aren’t.

Someday I’d like to visit Austin
Or Atlanta
Or Hollywood or New Orleans or Nashville
Someplace where men serenade the moon
And women hum babies to sleep
And fame resides everywhere
Just someplace where music fills the air.

Someday I’d like to visit Heaven
Or maybe stay
Yes, stay, forever and ever
Someplace where families reunite
And children get enough to eat
And no one speaks an unkind word
Just someplace where souls come together.
May 2014 · 818
Sensory
Mary Sullivan May 2014
Once I saw you in the stars
The twinkling pinpricks
Dancing across the sky
Reminded me of your eyes.

Once I heard you in a melody
The melancholy tune
Set to joyful words
Reminded me of your smile.

Once I tasted you in a chocolate
The rich cocoa
Topped with a sprinkle of sea salt
Reminded me of your kiss.

Once I smelled you in a rainstorm
The scent of wet pavement
Overlaid with the freshness of spring
Reminded me of your imagination.

Once I felt you in the ocean
The warm, salty water
Slowly drying out my skin
Reminded me of your soul.

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