I once had a dream,
And in it was you—
Child of my heart,
Girl of my dreams.
Sweet little sister,
Bright as the dawn,
Right from the start
You’re real, it seems.
Brown hair, brown eyes,
A miniature me,
Is it really you—
Right out of my dream?
So quiet with others,
So open with me,
I really love you,
We make a good team.
Together we laugh,
Together we talk,
Secrets we share,
Hugs given each day.
You were once mine,
Adopted sweet sister,
I think in despair
As you drift away.
I see you get older,
I’m mourning my loss,
My sister, my friend
Grows distant from me.
You and I,
We scarcely talk,
Is this the end?
Is there more to see?
I once had a dream,
And in it was you—
Child of my heart,
Girl of my dreams.
You’re real to me,
My heart aches for you.
You’re breaking my heart,
There’s no more, it seems.
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This is a a west one, Libby.
This is a a west one, Libby. :)
I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.
Heartbreaking!
This is both sad and sweet. Your symmetry at the start and end was very well done and your rhyme scheme was beautiful.
Introverts unite!
Separately!
From the comfort of your own homes!
Thank you. She'll always be
Thank you. She'll always be my little girl at heart.
I think this is very
I think this is very poignant.
And he was just wondering, for he was a severe critic of his own work, whether that last line couldn't be polished up a bit...
~P.G. Wodehouse
Thank you, Caleb! :)
Thank you, Caleb! :)
So heart-felt and sad
Even though it's sad, there's also a sweetness in it, the description of the wonderful thing that once was. In many ways I can relate my own experience to it.
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