A Poem

[Tani]

I write a lot of poetry, and this one is about a particular boy I liked only for his looks. I knew almost from the start that he was  a bit of a 'bad kid'. He does drugs and alcohol now.

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I thought that the flowers may bow when you passed,

And the wind  reduced to a cool breeze in the sun;

I was wrong.
The days couldn’t last and though they were long-
They’re gone.

The flowers are dead, only now do they bow,
And the cool breeze descended to frost;
The sun set.

And love did I? How? Or now, better yet,
The memories I’ll let-
They can stay.

I loved how you laughed and smiled and spoke;
And still so, I did not love you.

Days of desire,
It was then that I woke, when I felt my most tired.
Summer’s over.
Come closer.

I’d like to bid you,

Farewell.