Ours.

Ours.

A Poem by oh,hey.

The memory I will cherish,

The one that pulled me through,

The one that will forever,

Keep me thinking about you.

 

No tears came from my eyes,

No sadness from my heart,

With this memory so strong,

We will never be kept apart.

 

We were standing, just talking,

Somewhere, well I don’t know,

But the laugh we laughed so loudly,

Follows me wherever I go.

 

We cackled a witchy cackle,

For no reason like we do,

I laugh we laughed we always did

And then I feel close to you.

 

To some I might seem selfish,

To laugh instead of cry,

To some I might seem heartless,

Because I refused to say good bye.

But I laugh because it’s yours,

I laugh because it’s ours,

I laugh because I know you're there,

When I look up at the stars.

 

 

 

© 2013 oh,hey.


Author's Note

oh,hey.
opinions please
this needs to be as perfect as it can get
thankyouu

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This is beautifully done. If you are able to celebrate someones life after they pass it kinder to the soul. Many may not understand your grieving process but that doesn't matter for each person mourns in their own way. I think the is a great way to remember someone. Their laughter echoing through time and space forever warming your heart after they are long gone.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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"To some I might seem heartless - Because I refused to say goodbye..."

No... I don't think it's heartless. If someone is that great I say keep them alive "By any means necessary."

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is so sweet, nice work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


This is beautifully done. If you are able to celebrate someones life after they pass it kinder to the soul. Many may not understand your grieving process but that doesn't matter for each person mourns in their own way. I think the is a great way to remember someone. Their laughter echoing through time and space forever warming your heart after they are long gone.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
In the first place, you can't remember a memory. Youremember wsomething. Or you have a memory of something. But remembering a memory is redundant.

Posted 11 Years Ago


oh,hey.

11 Years Ago

Thankyou, is cherished a better word?
Marie

11 Years Ago

Yes i tis.
Beautiful Absolutely beautiful. I must admit that I have no other word for it, because it's perfect as it is. Fantastic job.

Posted 11 Years Ago


oh,hey.

11 Years Ago

I'm glad that I have got it close it perfection, thankyou for your review:)
... I don't know what to say ...
It seems already as perfect as it can become, I see nothing that can be changed in any way.
Lovely, softly flowing poem. I

Posted 11 Years Ago


oh,hey.

11 Years Ago

thankyou!
Beauty in simplicity. It reminds me of the song "For A Dancer," by Jackson Browne. This could have easily been very 'Hallmark,' but don't worry, it wasn't. The meter was clearly defined which is a must for a piece like this. All in all, very good work. I wouldn't change a thing.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

oh,hey.

11 Years Ago

thankyou so much!!
This...took my breath away. I thought it was beautiful and captivating and powerful. It had a nice flow and it had great word choice. Keep up the good work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


oh,hey.

11 Years Ago

thank you means a lot!
An interesting piece with a voice of confusion. I like the flow. It's beautiful.

Posted 11 Years Ago


oh,hey.

11 Years Ago

thank you so much!
Very good poem. It can hit home with a wide audience because everyone has felt similar to this. Just beautiful.

Posted 11 Years Ago


oh,hey.

11 Years Ago

Thankyou, means a lot!

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