To the one
Day I met you
For now it is gone
To the first
Feeling I’ve had
Eventually burst
To the day
Our eyes locked up
This feeling so gay
To the air
We both breathed in
For now this ain’t fair
As I lay
All of these things
In a white casket
On a fine funny day
With my hand holding a basket
Of flowers that bloom only on May
I found this flower
This one, so puny
I took it for its beauty
Taught me about the power
Of something not to be
Taken only for granted
And dump if not wanted
And now
As I silently wave
And say goodbye
To the one
To the first
To the day
I wish you
All the happiness
To fight that sadness
Blending in your hue
_
4814
11:34PM
Jun 7, 2014
Jun 7, 2014 at 6:54 AM UTC
To the one
Day I met you
For now it is gone
To the first
Feeling I’ve had
Eventually burst
To the day
Our eyes locked up
This feeling so gay
To the air
We both breathed in
For now this ain’t fair
As I lay
All of these things
In a white casket
On a fine funny day
With my hand holding a basket
Of flowers that bloom only on May
I found this flower
This one, so puny
I took it for its beauty
Taught me about the power
Of something not to be
Taken only for granted
And dump if not wanted
And now
As I silently wave
And say goodbye
To the one
To the first
To the day
I wish you
All the happiness
To fight that sadness
Blending in your hue
_
4814
11:34PM
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