One person said to convey
love with flowers.
Another, with candy, such as chocolates.
My father said attention
and my mother said I didn't need to do it.
But I do.
How else would
she come to know
I loved her
and always will?
My brother gave me
a violin.
I used to be good at it.
When I played for her
I screeched and scratched
and sounded anything but lovely.
But she laughed
and kissed me
and told me that the pictures we're collecting
of us together will always show her that we love each other,
but a song once in a while wouldn't be too bad.
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A Little Bit of Happiness, A Little Bit of Joy
PoetryPoems for the soul or whatever you feel like. Most of them are happy because that's nice, right? Anyway, these are just fun little poems about all sorts of things. If you want you can even make a request on a subject or style! Except suicide or self...
