Anything, Everything

I write a lot of stuff

About my friends.

I write a lot of stuff 

About anything,

Everything,

Under the sun I could

Possibly dream up or

Imagine.

But you?

Somehow

I've overlooked you.

I take you for granted - we all do.

How hard you work for every

Single

Student

Musician

Human

That crosses your path.

Your compassion,

Open,

Honesty.

The talk we had to have

And the way your tears fell openly.

How I wish

I could show you how much

I love you

And what a difference you made.

If not for you,

I would not be where I am now,

And I would not be going

Where I intend to go.

Thank you.

Thank you for

Everything.

From the day I first put my flute together

To this last upcoming year

And how hard I want to work.

You support me

In any way you can.

You mean anything -

Everything.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

More by QueenBee

  • Festival

    Long day

    past where morning sun shines and into the dark huskiness of night

    fluorescent lights beating down 

    then flickering off

    a fanfare

    a reflection

    a redemption

  • Instincts

    Some things are just instinct

    like when I just ran to you

    as soon as I saw you

    and hugged you for -

    oh yeah -

    the first time

    very very platonic of course

    you're my big brother.

  • Flying solo

    Your solo is like sun shining through the clouds in my heart

    it's like a platonic ballad

    it's like you are playing

    through first loves

    and forbidden loves

    and grass in the summer

    and crunchy chips