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For Sarah

by elliot-jane-lewenhart

Sarah Sarah is a virgo
 but she is no virgin.
 She is full of experience,
 and im not talking about sex, or drugs. 
( though she had her fair share.) 
Im talking about life. 
Sarah hasnt lived in a fairy tale,
 but if she did,
 she would be a prince. 
She is charming, 
bold,
 kind, 
and tenacious. 
Sarah would kill a dragon 
just to make sure you were safe. 
She will make you laugh, 
and iron soap,
 Dancing as she watches you with 
her precious knowledge of Amity. 
Sarah will hold you when you cry,
 and she will tell you its okay to be sad.
 Sarah had her vision turn gray when she was a child; 
words tore at her skin,
 but she is still alive.
 Her vision turned back to technicolor 
but that doesn’t mean it won’t turn back to gray.
 Sarah dosent like to talk about herself, 
but you can talk to her,
 She will help you see the world.
 If you can’t see the flowers Sarah will hold your hand and 
sing you a picture.
 Sarah holds all of her friends, 
there names taped to the front of her heart.
 She plants her seed of friendship
 deep in the roots of your garden.
 You dont need to meet her more than once,
 you can tell that she is always there. 
Sarah can be mean,
 but thats just cause shes tired. 
Sarah carries the troubles she has with her, 
they are wrapped with the sign 
“do not enter” 
but she dosen’t let them weigh her down.
 Sarah dosent ask for help 
she is given it,
 and she will always return the favor
 but she will complain about you giving 
even before you finish your task. 
Sarah is a mystery,
 She smokes a lot of 
cigarettes
 but she still 
smells like 
 Sarah.
 She is far from perfect,
 she animates her life with overdramatic hand movements
 and tells her wisdom with sonnets or
 Monologues from act i scene ii,
 She plays overtures from her heart,
 and talks lyrics from her soul.
 Sarah is a musical of a life 
full of future.
 She is a name in lights 
not yet recognized.
 Sarah hasn’t finished her life yet, but she is the lines
 of poetry, and songs 
not yet written. 
Sarah adds years to peoples lives.
 Sarah is a friend,
 and im happy to know her 
even if a short minute of her hourglass 
is all I ever see.
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For You?
Written by
elliot-jane-lewenhart
American
Published
Jul 13, 2015
Time
4m
Notes

For my friend Sarah, who is moving to NY to follow her dreams in collage. Thank you for your friendship. I hope we will always be connected by the sonnets in the stars.

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#love#friends#life#loss#happiness#friendship#forward#moving#sarah
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