Waiting for the sound
listening for the drop
of the other shoe
to resound mightily
Why am I like this?
Am I just a realist?
Or a girl looking at the glass that is...
What Lisa?
Is the glass half full or empty?
You decide
Looking at the glass half full
but she knows that is just a myth
Or can wishful thinking dictate anything?
Then why wish on all of your falling stars?
You know you do
The heartfelt prayers sent forth
Like the bright flash of the sparking light
Oh let it be different
Let there be success
Ringing Loud
Healing Wounds
Saving Us
1 Comments:
I love this poem! Fantastic as always!
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