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Mar 2013 · 515
Touching the Sun
Stephanie Anz Mar 2013
We used to climb trees
with bare feet and eager eyes
little giggles popped from our lips
higher, higher we climbed until we were almost able to touch the sun
if only I’d realized how far I’d left you behind, maybe I wouldn't have come tumbling down
Mar 2013 · 1.2k
Storyteller at Heart
Stephanie Anz Mar 2013
I’m a storyteller at heart

but you made me this way

whispered tales of adventures

told before I drifted away



I remember the feeling

but never the story

why, why can’t I remember



All you’ve left me with is a longing

to connect the dots

so whispered tales I continue to tell

until maybe one day I can get it right



And the words and feelings

can finally be joined as one

and I won’t feel as empty

— The End —