A dozen roses, each representing something. I will love you until the last rose
One- the way you put everyone as importance
Two- the way you go above and byond
Three- the way you continue to better society
Four- the way you take care of others
Five- the way you are self aware
Six- the way you help others
Seven- the honesty you have
Eight- the encouragement you give
Nine- the honesty you possess
T...
It was one summer evening,
Crisp, cool air filled the openness of thoughts.
Surrounded by people she barely knew,
But trusted so dearly.
She felt an array of emotions
Deep within her thoughts.
The feelings of hate and hurt,
While she tried to be everything she ever wanted.
The feelings of love and hope,
While she got to be everything she dreamt of being.
Who knew self discovery could be so...
Driving 55 down the old country roads,
The windows were down in her old 66 square body.
It was about 8:30 one cool summer evening,
The sun was setting.
What beautiful colors-
Reds, oranges, purples, and blues.
There were a few clouds,
But mostly a clear night.
In great awe, she pulled off to the side of the road.
From there, she turned up her music,
That ole 90’s country was playing.
She be...
Who the hell am I
I am much more than just my name.
I have to be much more than that.
Hours go by,
Days go by,
And yet I still wonder who the hell am I
Teacher this, teacher that,
Hey server can you get that,
I am much more than the plethora labels given to me.
Each and everyday,
A battle to be fought-
Whether within myself or within someone else.
Through all of this,
I feel as if I los...
She looked in a mirror and thought,
“If I count the ways I love you”
It’d be a plethora of ways.
From holding the doors,
To walking street side,
To the random acts of kindness that made me think of you.
She loved showing the ways she loves you,
It brought so much brightness to her day.
She loved making sure sure you felt love everyday,
Not just some days, but all days.
Counting the ways ...
I am but a puzzle,
Though I am not a complex puzzle.
Some puzzles are 50 pieces,
While others are 1500 pieces.
At the end of the day,
When perfectly placed,
Every puzzle is a beautiful masterpiece.
I’m not sure how many pieces I am,
Nor do I think I want to know.
I know for certain I am not done being built,
I don’t think I ever will be.
Hour by hour,
Day by day,
Week by week,
I get bu...
The crisp Georgia air
One late day in June
That demerbox, it’s playing that tune
While all the kids play nine square
It’s about ninety five degrees
Down in those old pine roots
The kids gather their swimsuits
There’s no room to displease
When we all jump into the pool
To laugh and joke about
All fun at CSG
Now you’re all nice and cool
With no room to pout
As we’re all free...
She closed her eyes and began to speak
You haven’t been sleeping well
You also haven’t been eating well
Those late night stares and
Those late night splurges
You haven’t been connecting well
You also haven’t been focused all too well
Those unread texts and
Those blank stares into nothingness
You haven’t been doing work
You also haven’t writing
Those piles of papers and books untouched and
T...
Monday. Six pm.
On the dot.
They run into the flower shop.
They get a singular sweet pea.
Tuesday. Six pm.
On the dot.
They run into the flower shop.
They get a singular sweet pea.
Wednesday. Six pm.
On the dot.
They run into the flower shop.
They get a singular sweet pea.
Thursday. Six pm.
On the dot.
They run into the flower shop.
They get a singular sweet pea.
Friday. Six pm. ...
Two star crossed lovers
Searching for eternal love
Two star crossed lovers
Searching for acceptance
Two star crossed lovers
Searching for understanding
Two star crossed lovers
Searched for love
Received love
Two star crossed lovers
Searched for acceptance
Received acceptance
Two star crossed lovers
Searched for understanding
Received understanding
In the end,
The star crossed lovers recei...
