Why.

Why.

A Poem by Mary
"

You make me feel alive.

"

You make me feel alive,
like the way the sun does when it rises
and shines on them every morning
reminding them that it's not always dark, or as bad as it seems.

 

When you ask me to explain how much I love you,

its as if your asking me to

 count all of your freckles,

but that would take a day.

 

It took me a long time to find you,

the way it takes all afternoon

to find a four leaf clover

but when you find it, it was worth all of the searching.

 

© 2013 Mary


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This is cool, The rhyme is not always there, how ever the choice of wording and the power behind it goes above and beyond! Great job keep it up

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Mary

11 Years Ago

thank you!

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Hi, I'm Mary. I'm a 15 year old girl, a feminist, and a cat lover. I enjoy writing, blogging and photography. I like sharing tea with my lovely Bradley. more..

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