A miraculous flow of events
led me back to you
I don't often weep as I write
but today my typing is doused with tears
of Happiness.
Accidentally, I uncovered memories of the Past
that I cannot return to
Regret is the only thing I can do
Pity is the only sadness I feel
apart from great, bubbling Bliss.
The memory unearthed
like buried treasure
it's contents are still
good as new, brings me
immense Joy.
I still want to pursue it,
like a naive child
with his favorite pearl
that shines and
never Dulls.
I hear in the distance:
"Ring A Ring O’ Roses
A Pocket full of posies
Atishoo! Atishoo!
We all fall down"
I grab your hand: Maybe if I held on longer?
"The cows are in the meadows,
Eating buttercups,
Atishoo! Atishoo!
We all jump up!"
It's ending: I don't want to let go!
I, will always remember this moment we had together.
"Fishes in the water,
Fishes in the sea,
We all jump up,
With a 1, 2, 3!"
Dec 22, 2018
Dec 22, 2018 at 12:13 PM UTC
A miraculous flow of events
led me back to you
I don't often weep as I write
but today my typing is doused with tears
of Happiness.
Accidentally, I uncovered memories of the Past
that I cannot return to
Regret is the only thing I can do
Pity is the only sadness I feel
apart from great, bubbling Bliss.
The memory unearthed
like buried treasure
it's contents are still
good as new, brings me
immense Joy.
I still want to pursue it,
like a naive child
with his favorite pearl
that shines and
never Dulls.
I hear in the distance:
"Ring A Ring O’ Roses
A Pocket full of posies
Atishoo! Atishoo!
We all fall down"
I grab your hand: Maybe if I held on longer?
"The cows are in the meadows,
Eating buttercups,
Atishoo! Atishoo!
We all jump up!"
It's ending: I don't want to let go!
I, will always remember this moment we had together.
"Fishes in the water,
Fishes in the sea,
We all jump up,
With a 1, 2, 3!"
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