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Distance
I was so glad to hear your voice
The distance disappeared
Messaging is one thing
But your voice I’d rather hear.
I forgot your belly laugh
I forgot your eyes
I forgot the face you make
That grand look of surprise. -
The Sixth Sense - Humor
You should learn to laugh at thingsThat do not go your way
And smile at the smaller things
That happen everyday.
And smooth over an error
With one well worded phrase
Then become a prickly cactus
And push everyone away. -
Dance For Your Heart
Autors note: Before you read this- put on your favorite upbeat song to listen to as you read. During this uncertain time- its nice to let lose and smile for a little bit. -
The Water Bufallo
Hello, I say
I saw it so
Dancing water Buffalo
In the waves they pranced a bit
I try to call- and then they hid
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Screens
Authors Note: Recently my school has switched to online learning due to the virus, which was the inspiriation for this piece.
Hello I say
I touch the screen
My fingers leave a trace
I didn’t think I’d every be -
Tiny Writes Group Effort
Treblemaker's Note: Recently someone posted a 'complete the sentence' on tiny writes, and it was really inspiring for me to see everyone pitch in just for fun and create something like this.
Loves
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Fall’s Reminder
The stars begin to realign,
Opening new doors,
As summer starts to resign.
With whispers of love anew,
Fall changes what we once knew.
Bringing us a new gentleness.
One made out of love,
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An exotic, old feeling
Love is a new, familiar taste that’s different every time.
Once you fall back in,
You feel everything all over again.
It’s an exotic sensation.
Who said falling in love was a graceful experience?
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Time Stands Still
In my heart, I'll turn back the time.
I'll see you again, but not in my dreams
I'll relive each moment when I wished for more
But will something change this time? -
Sorry
Sorry stopped meaning something the last ten times you said it
“I’m Sorry”
You said, yet the meaning wasn’t there
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The Missing Piece
Your absence leaves a constant hole in the world.
That hole is the space that I go to when I miss you.
But you're not there anymore.
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The Selfless Teacher
The third-grade teacher who was always more than her job description demanded she be.
She was the one who held you when you'd cry,
supported you through academic challenges.