A little poetry...
Heart, we will forget him,
You and I, tonight!
You must forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
When you have done pray tell me,
Then I, my thoughts, will dim.
Haste! ‘lest while you’re lagging
I may remember him!
- Emily Dickinson
How I envy them poets and authors
To toss words in the air
And have them fall in perfect order
Why is it so easy to pour my greif in a poem?
And so hard to capture joy in in print?
Joy exists in a fleeting moment
Greif lasts forever
It takes one to feel greif
It takes two to feel joy
- A dead poet
You and I, tonight!
You must forget the warmth he gave,
I will forget the light.
When you have done pray tell me,
Then I, my thoughts, will dim.
Haste! ‘lest while you’re lagging
I may remember him!
- Emily Dickinson
How I envy them poets and authors
To toss words in the air
And have them fall in perfect order
Why is it so easy to pour my greif in a poem?
And so hard to capture joy in in print?
Joy exists in a fleeting moment
Greif lasts forever
It takes one to feel greif
It takes two to feel joy
- A dead poet
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