Knock upon my door
and step into my world
Come and reminisce with me
Learn my family lore
I live inside a vase
Crystal clear and pure
I gaze at life through petals
Roses I prefer
And in such times of darkness
When hope and light seem dim
I call upon my memories, my friendships, my kin
Surround oneself with selflessness
and darkness troubles you no more
Melissa Aiello 12/8/07
Zombies happen and when they do, you just need to add whipped cream to your coffee. And maybe some Bailey's. You just do.
OK let's face it-you're a poet. Bring on the english lit!!
ReplyDeleteWhere are your posts? step away from cafemom.
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