Ugly is Beautiful, and You Are Just Mine

Folder: 
High School Poems

You bloomed from a flower, you cracked from an egg,
I always get to see you, and never have to beg,
but as I close my eyes, and lay me down to bed,
I get the urge to call you, and say the words left unsaid.

View silver__lining's Full Portfolio
palewingedpoetess's picture

so succinct yet so beautiful, to say so much with so little wording. I am notably impressed. I'm sure the girl you are speaking of here was moved by your lovely poem. amazing talent you have, keep sharing please! most sincerely Melissa Lundeen...............