PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

there she is with printed emails



pacing back and forth



not understand hair loss



and sentimentalities of  ways up north











there she is with too much blush



beside my heart, the one she crush



there she goes walking by



not think of the severed tie



there she is sitting with dad



laughing talking, not being sad



there she is on her yellow carpet



engaging escapes and outlets



there she is on the phone







with high pitched squeals and no traces of drone



there she is feeling free







thinking this was meant to be



there she is with no mentor



not missing things i haven't sent her



there she is much better off



'cause after all, what has she lost?