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Tia White Jan 2016
You made your choice, you decided to walk away.
From your own flesh and blood, you chose not to stay.  
No calls, no thought, no word from you did we hear.
Without an explanation, you made your message very clear.
Your very own creations, you turned your back to them.
And to them you now are nothing,
because they don't remember when.
You would not even know if you saw them on the street.
Nor would they know you, if again you were to meet.
For them my heart does ache, as I'm left to wonder why.
How do I explain to them why you never said goodbye.
Tia White Jan 2016
Choose your words wisely.
Realize the damage that can be done.
What you think you know so surely,
is not always true for everyone.

Just think before you speak,
because the impact can be great.
And know that for everyone you meet,
carries a piece of you away.
Tia White Jan 2016
Beneath the light of the moon
she will be waiting for him
two lovers with much to lose
committing the sweetest sin

Beneath the light of the moon
their bodies unite as one  
nurturing a love in bloom
not knowing what is to come

Beneath the light of the moon
a secret shared in the dark
the daylight will come too soon
and with it the hardest part

Beneath the light of the moon
their time has come to an end
they must bid each other adieu
'til that moon comes 'round again
Tia White Jan 2016
Brilliant blue skies stretching  
for as far as the eyes can see.
Golden rays of the sun
shining down upon me.  
Water shimmering like mirrors,
reflections of years gone by.
Seagulls keeping watch,
gliding through the sky.
Beach combers searching
for treasures along the shore.
Lovers walking hand in hand
falling deeper than before.
And just like a wave
is pulled back out to sea,  
it's mystery draws me closer
with the force of gravity.
Tia White Jan 2016
Do you really even know this person that is me?
Things that you do know are what I choose to let you see.
And are you so perfect to be in a position to judge?
Even to the point that you would want to hold a grudge?
I guess you've never done anything that you regret.
If not, just wait, your life isn't over yet.
It's hard for me to believe that wrong you've never done.
The only difference is that your mistakes aren't visible to everyone.
So go right ahead and believe everything you're told.
Ignore me, hurt me, and treat me cold.
But just remember this, as you're being so bold,
the way that you treat people will come back to you,
tenfold.
Tia White Jan 2016
The sound of her voice
is music to my ears.
The sweet sound of innocence,
I'll forever want to hear.

"Mama, just hold me,
and sing me a song."
So I serenade her softly
while she hums along.

I will hold on tightly
to moments like this,
and the memories created
I will genuinely cherish.

For I know that one day
I'll look back in my mind
and wish for a moment
I could go back in time.
Tia White Jan 2016
Love, like a spider web
Respected and feared
Interlaced layers of perspective
Created by our hearts
Beautifully covered
In the dew of daybreak
Sparkling, it reflects our emotions
As it shines in the dawn of the sun's light

When darkness sets in
After the last glow of twilight
It's beauty can't be seen
Blinded we foolishly miss what is there
Love spun from our souls
Becomes a tattered net full of holes
Tangled in a woven web of fear
We become the prey
Entrapped in love's snare

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