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When your weary. A pillow for you I'll be. When you want to cry. A pillow for you I'll be. When your head aches. A pillow for you I'll be. When life tires you. A pillow for you I'll be.
Apologies that this is way late for Monday, but you can pretend its actually really early for next week.
Perched upon my ticking clock A sentry to my rest Little cherub hewn from lime block Guarded by the best.
Mustn't it feel so free to fly. To feel the cool breeze blowing onto your face. To see the world from a different view. To hear the sounds of the ever changing winds.
Thank you to everyone for making yesterday's 'Sorrow Free/Happy Monday' such a success. It made me smile to see so many uplifting poems make it into the top feed.
How much do babies cost.
. I KNOW Y O U S T A R E, BUT I DON'T CARE.
The wandering minstrel walked straight into town. The townspeople gathered and settled right down. "I will sing you a song" he announced merrily, The audience cheered as perched by a tree.
Colour your heart. as if painted. for me it to hold. Kiss of infinite. time tears of a beauty. star teardrops. Black veiled. star covered all. divine circle ring. Gazing tranquil. new beginning.
I am what I seem in this thing we call life, it's what I deem as sharp as a knife. The shadows cross us and make us act mad, but in the end it's their loss and they should be sad.
Only a few minutes left Until the witching hour Work is done, kids asleep, I'm fresh out of the shower Sitting down to write my 'HAPPY' piece for you all to share Aware the clock is ticking-I can't...
Paper like wings beat the air, No sense or sorrow, no sense of care. Littering the path, wherevers in its wake. Telling each step a story, or some advice to take.
Opuss is a happy factory This I've come to see, Even though there sometimes is The odd outbreak of melancholy. People band together to help each other In a way so civilised.
I GIVE UP. This counts as revision, right. There once was a little white horse, Snowy and plain white; of course. All night he would play, Chewing bundles of hay, No sign of regret or remorse.
With hearts eager, in the golden haze, Heated passion, and endless days We find eachother, amongst the collage, our lives similarly, like a colourful montage Midas light, shining on us,...
© ZuperZed Have to think of something that makes you guys happy. It's going to be tough 'cause I'm feeling really crappy. Woke up this morning, didn't sleep too well.
@waterfrontdreamer or anyone else in that dark valley. Please read. I know it's Happy Monday But the matter needs addressed And I don't mean to hurt anyone Or make them feel depressed.
I don't think she realises just how much I'll miss her, and the amount of laughter she can stir, all the pain she's helped to deter, I'm going to miss her in the coming terms, I want her to see how...
Love is very special yet isn't very rare, You know if someone loves you, because they are always there.
(I know this is late on your end) Oh happy day. Unfurl the banners, see how their gay colors do swish and sway. Bang the drums, No more glums on non sorrow Monday.
and others who find themselves in this way We are sick with sickness Tired of sleeplessness Guilty of terrible guilts Never hope to find hope Unable to cope with everything We makes ourselves...
Today we've seen the birthday of a new breed of virus. It's quite contagious, filled with joy and opens up the iris.
I watched the violent fire caress the tree, Licking its sides, tempting it to be free. The tree, it cracked, and the fire took hold... The bark it peeled, as the tree it did fold.
It doesn't take long to make,. A little bit of Tea and Cake,. After stretching my mind,. And arguing with time,. Nothing can beat this friend of mine,. I may hum a favourite tune,.