Comment 2 of 2, added on January 18th, 2013 at 8:36 AM.
AN EVER AFTER (for my father)I cnoant write this poemI know wordsBut not
the ones that have meLoosening my grip, my holdOn your sweet soulI cnoant
write this poemThe one that sees an end to youThat comprehendsA world
withoutAn ever after youThe words I cnoant findThat find me nonethelessThat
even seek me outTo say I’ll live withoutThe thing I am, have beenInside
your heartThe girl who meantthe world to you—If the sun, you wrote so
long ago, stops shiningI’ll see it in your eyes—The little scrapI’ll
keep until my end of daysUntil the time I will let goOf wordsFor things I
used to knowEntirely and not at all
Comment 1 of 2, added on November 17th, 2004 at 12:02 PM.
A poem about born blue .
born blue is just like you ben born in the sky
that is light blue and some of the world of the book can express your
self in the book of born blue.
from United States