workingwifey

Here’s a poem I wrote on 1/24/99. That was actually my grandpa’s birthday but this poem had nothing to do with him. I actually had my mom in mind when I wrote it, but it could be about a girlfriend/boyfriend/husband/wife type thing too. It’s the first poem I ever wrote that rhymed!

“Today I remembered your voice. Yesteday I remembered your touch. Tomorrow I’ll remember the things about you that I loved so much. The things you used to say, the way you’d make me feel. Oh, when I think of them, those things, they seem so real. But now they are mere memories in my head. I cry myself to sleep every night, in my lonesome bed. Some day I guess I’ll see you again, but probably not soon. ‘I wonder if you think of me?’ I saw as I stare ate the moon. Every day is something different, every day is something new. Every day I realize how much I really miss you.”

I’ve written quite a few poems, but most of them kinda suck They are just very ameture, I did not really have a style so I didn’t know what I was doing. I was just expressing my emotions in my own way. I love writing.

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