I enjoy the evenings that I lie
Sipping my tea and looking at the sky
Deciphering the clouds in my mind
Wishing the world could be this kind
Hard to bend, impossible to guess
It's not really hard to say that yes
I enjoy the evenings that I could lie
Sipping my tea and looking at the sky
I think about him and his savory brown eyes
And the way he acts and the way he tries
Hard to bend, impossible to guess
It's not really hard to say that "yes"
I miss the time we had spent together
To spend our days Not talking about the weather
I think about him and his savory brown eyes
And the way he acts and the way he tries
To me our time was short, shorter than most
So to you my friend I give this solemn toast
I miss the time we had spent to together
To spend our days Not talking about the weather
So my sparkling grey eyes and my ruby red cheeks
Are a constant reminder of that which my heart seeks
To me our time was short, shorter than most
So to you my friend I give this solemn toast
Hey, an author on wattpad had this challenge that she did and asked her readers to try it so I did. This poem is AABB pattern, with the first two lines in the stanza being the last two lines in the next stanza.I had fun doing this!Check the author that recommended this out at PixieFairy356, she's good.

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