I'm going to break the 4th wall a bit today and reveal a bit about my mild mannered alter ego. Sometimes, at times of idleness, I indulge in a little poetry. The following is a bit of poetry I wrote before I started seeing my counselor. Life has gotten a lot more positive since then, but I thought I'd share.
Today, I bought some flowers
and a card, thinking of you.
Today, I bought some flowers,
blooms of every shade and hue.
Today, I bought some flowers,
roses, red and very bold,
Today, I bought some daisies
and I bought some marigolds.
Today, I bought some flowers
and I put them in a vase.
I bought some flowers, just to see
the look upon your face.
If only you had been here.
If only you could see.
Today, I bought some flowers.
I guess they were for me.
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2 comments:
"Cute"
It is a cute one, o brother-formerly-known-as-The-Kidd.
I always find your poetry compelling. Have you considered putting this one to music? It has the feel of a Paul Simon or Neil Diamond refelctive song, and a universality that "Everyman" can easily identify with.
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