The hair tie on my wrist belongs to you,
It's your favorite one,
Yet you gave it to me,
And that shows our friendship is far from done
There's an extra straw in your drink,
That you put in there for me,
It's your favorite kind of shake,
Yet you shared with me for free.
There's a extra blanket in your room,
That was bought just for me,
It chases away my gloom,
And fills my heart with glee
There's a extra rocking chair beside you,
And we rock together for hours,
Just admiring the view,
And forgetting everything but the flowers
There's two graves dug for us,
Because we don't want to be apart,
But don't make a fuss,
We die together with each a happy heart
-Jack Q, written July 29th 2023
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The Kalopsia Poet's Collection
PoetryCarpe Diem ~ Sieze the day "We do not read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race... and the human race is filled with passion." - John Keating D.P.S This is a book of poems I wrote, en...
