ContentedA Poem by ThereneI think I’ll make a growing-up series, I have a lot of this stuff.“I have something for you”, He held my hand And simply smiled. Simply be, written in paper. Wide eyed and bewildered, I asked, “What’s this for?” Simply be, written in paper, Can never be. “In life, in love, In tragedy and in bliss, All you need is To simply be.” He said. “I think through, See through, and Feel through.” I said in response. “Insanity,” he whispered. With bright flash, he left. Simply be, written in paper, Thinking it will always be. Seven years passed, And I still have Simply be, written in paper, Pondered day in and day out. He came back, With a smile on his face. The same smile he had The day he left. “Simply be,” He reminded me. “It will never be,” I cursed. “No one,” He paused. “Tells you to breathe, Yet you know how Because you simply be.” “But to simply be, Is asking water To stop being wet.” I rationalized. “Of clear intellect, I find myself in front Of a very stubborn child.” He smiled and left. Simply be, written in paper. It will always be to him, But will never be, To me. © 2010 ThereneAuthor's Note
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Added on March 6, 2010Last Updated on July 26, 2010 AuthorThereneAboutHey, guise! There's a new group The Perfectionist created and it's called Serious Business and he really meant it. Go message him this time. :)Seriously, click here Quotes: The only cure to hear.. more..Writing
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