Somehow I thought we would all come back together
And talk about how our lives had come along
Somehow I thought we’d see each other
But now the best of us are gone
The best of us are gone
It’s a sad day
A sad day
A sad day
Sad day
Sad day
I have been writing poetry since the age of 13. Poetry comes close to my heart, a window to the four chambers. I enjoy sharing my poems with others, that others may relate, take what they will. So here my heart will spill.
1 comment:
I love the SHAPE of this poem! That is SO cool! I really like poems that not only have a geometric "structure" in content, but also in appearance. It's really attention-grabbing, and it echoes the content of the poem as well.
-Loretta
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