You remind me of something precious.
A fascinating, refreshing feeling—
like basking in the warmth of golden summer;
like the olden days I had way back in childhood.
It comforts the little girl who worried too much
about the little things that didn't really matter.
The cat who can't jump off from the tree, her misplaced toys,
the forgotten material for her art class, a nightmare she had,
her friend who found a new friend, and the stains on her new shirt.
That little girl is now a grown up lady; yet still finds
solace in your presence. She adores the way you speak,
and how you carry yourself—in other words, I still adore you, dear.
YOU ARE READING
See You On The Other Side
Poetry"Isn't it awful to find love at such a young age and be robbed of it for the rest of your life?" This is a collection of poetry and prose dedicated to every person who couldn't find a way to move forward from their past. To every person who loved so...
