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A Walk In The Park
The birds chirped loudly as they shared their song.
The fish swimmed gracefully in the nearby pond.
The sun had set,but not for long.
As the dark takes over the night.
The stars stopped hiding and danced gracefully in the sky.
It was dark,so I went home.
I went to sleep in a house of my own.
But sometimes,it can get lonely sleeping all alone.
With my guardian angel watching me,I finally went to sleep.
I slept soundly and very deep.
I slept,thinking about you.
Thinking about your smile.
I feel complete with you by my side,even for just a while.
I imagine you are next to me in the bed.
Holding me close,wiping the tears I wept.
And I fall into peaceful slumber,with you by my side.
Because when you are by my side,I don't need to cry.
Laying on the grass as we watch the night sky.
A shooting star falls,and we make a wish.
Writing this poem about you as you perish,
Not always by my side.
And I hope you like this poem, as the words dance on the paper.
Watching you with imaginary eyes.
Words causing butterflies in your stomach.
And maybe in mine too.
Because words cannot express what I feel towards you.
I just want to live a long life,elderly with you.
The fish swimmed gracefully in the nearby pond.
The sun had set,but not for long.
As the dark takes over the night.
The stars stopped hiding and danced gracefully in the sky.
It was dark,so I went home.
I went to sleep in a house of my own.
But sometimes,it can get lonely sleeping all alone.
With my guardian angel watching me,I finally went to sleep.
I slept soundly and very deep.
I slept,thinking about you.
Thinking about your smile.
I feel complete with you by my side,even for just a while.
I imagine you are next to me in the bed.
Holding me close,wiping the tears I wept.
And I fall into peaceful slumber,with you by my side.
Because when you are by my side,I don't need to cry.
Laying on the grass as we watch the night sky.
A shooting star falls,and we make a wish.
Writing this poem about you as you perish,
Not always by my side.
And I hope you like this poem, as the words dance on the paper.
Watching you with imaginary eyes.
Words causing butterflies in your stomach.
And maybe in mine too.
Because words cannot express what I feel towards you.
I just want to live a long life,elderly with you.
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