Funny how I swore;
not to lose my mind,
if you ever leave;
I didn't know;
that it is the heart;
that'll go missing.
Days have passed,
hours have gone;
Spring came back,
so did the sun;
Then she appeared,
appeared to none;
He wished he tried,
but chose to run.
If a cupboard falls;
to the floor and breaks,
and all your precious
Then tells you how;
it's gone too late,
would you just accept;
all that and fade?
If you believe that dreams come true,
But sleep at night without a clue,
Of all the things, the ones undue,
Should make you fall, shall make you blue.
She never looked, she never turned,
She never wished, she never learned,
But with a pen, she once had yearned,
And wrote a poem of all she burned.
But she couldn’t make a single rhyme,
Like rain with cane, and lime with dime,
All she care about is to **** the time,
That once left her confused and blind.
To all who failed, to all with frowns,
Those need a hug of happy clowns,
Come all aboard, come safe and sound,
Don’t miss a dream of hope and fun.
— The End —