As fast as you came,
you were gone.
It's been to long
since I have heard the birds cheerful chirps,
and your laugh that made me smile.
But thinking of my past, brings back
too many painful memories.
How you would bring mischief.
You always spoke to loudly,
at the library, just
to see me smile.
You always spoke to loudly,
at the library, just
to see me smile.
But I have learned to be cautious.
But caution just brings the exhaustion,
of the memories that I had
once lived.
No longer shall I see thy face upon the
whethered hill.
The flashbacks that I see, must be no more than a dream.
Until my darling we see eye to eye,
and I shall be yours still.
But alas, I know tis just a wish,
A wish I shall never feel.

~Morgan Elizabeth
Composed on 2-22-12
~Morgan Elizabeth
Composed on 2-22-12
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