These October days,
Filled with leaves and silence,
I need to learn how to write,
In happiness.
Poetry gets my feelings on the page,
Something I lost when I started with you.
My feelings all go on to
Riley.
I am sorry but for most of my life,
I haven’t been as happy as I am with you.
So my poetry has all been blue.
Life has ups and downs,
It just so happens everyone has left me down trodden.
My love, I am not mad my poetry has gotten less and less,
Its that I feel bad all my anger appears on my skin.
My love for you has grown and grown,
And all I do to show that is moan and groan.
My heart can take so much pain,
And with you its all whipped away.
My love, what I am trying to say,
Is that you and me
IS my poetry.
I write it on my heart and on yours,
But now I am going to try to write happy poetry
So I can show,
That with you my heart always glows.