Jenny on the Book
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Monday, October 25, 2010
Happy Ever After
I don’t know why I asked
About who you loved last.
I guess I just wanted to make sure it was me
Before I went and set you free.
Secretly I may still want you
But I should know that we are through.
I realize I’ve already had my chance
At our happy-ever-after romance.
No longer is it my turn,
And you aren’t looking for me to return.
Just give me the chance to say
I’ll never forget how you carried my heart away.
And our memories I’ll always remember
And you will always be my defender.
So now my knight
Think of me tonight.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Broken
Broken promises
Broken hearts
Broken wishes
Broken dreams
Broken smiles
Broken laugh
Broken trust
Broken gaze
Broken you
Broken me
Broken us
Broken hearts
Broken wishes
Broken dreams
Broken smiles
Broken laugh
Broken trust
Broken gaze
Broken you
Broken me
Broken us
Monday, October 18, 2010
10/18/10 poem of the day
So here we go again another poem...
*Entwined*
*Entwined*
As you walk toward me
My heart fills with joy.
Then your arms encircle me,
In a warm embrace.
Next, your lips meet mine
And sparks begin to fly.
You entwine your hand with mine
And walk with me through the crowds.
I look at you with shining eyes,
As your face lights up in a magnificent smile.
Walking with you,
Laughing, smiling with you
Is a moment I will always remember,
Always relive.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Poem of the Day
Hi everyone! I have challenged myself to write one or more poems a day so here is today's first.
*Crown*
I look down
and see my ruined gown.
It is not my fault I won the crown
over her, that clown.
Now my blue sparkly dress is covered in brown
and my smile has faded into a frown.
It is hard to keep living in this town
Where crazy, jealous people run around.
*Crown*
I look down
and see my ruined gown.
It is not my fault I won the crown
over her, that clown.
Now my blue sparkly dress is covered in brown
and my smile has faded into a frown.
It is hard to keep living in this town
Where crazy, jealous people run around.
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