I hear the tiny voices in the dark,
Their little mouths the whisper hark!
I listen closely to tiny secrets,
Little secrets with most regrets.
Their utmost whim I hear,
Its the words I hate and fear.
"You're nothing but hate,
And all we did was wait!"
"You're nothing what you wanted,
And so now you'll just be haunted!"
I felt the tear roll down my cheek,
Reminding me I'm small and meek.
"You shouldn't stop til the back is bare,
Anf you'll finally know what your father bears!"
I only carry a small weight,
But it was far too much for me to wait.
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Words to match a Rose
PoetryJust some poems I wrote, felt like it I guess. Fight me about it. #57 highest in poetry. :D Wooo! Hit them double digits! Picture by my friend Cynthia Bisby from work :D
