the chorus cresting to a crescendo
of a happy birthday
whilst an antique tune accompanies
awkwardly in the background
and you stare blankly ahead
lips dropping drooping down
o beloved matriarch did you know
we sang for you tonight
June 25, 2006 by walkingbroken
the chorus cresting to a crescendo
of a happy birthday
whilst an antique tune accompanies
awkwardly in the background
and you stare blankly ahead
lips dropping drooping down
o beloved matriarch did you know
we sang for you tonight
o…how…beautiful!
*breaks down for a while*
this poem’s v.v.v.v.touching ‘_;
real simple and sweet.
but could you write something else other than poems that leave us gaping at your language and taxing our brains trying to figure the emotions you’re trying to bring across ?
quick inspire me to love shakespeare all over again! i’m going to need it considering all that essays you’ve warned us about. heh =)
erh? whos the matriarch? your mom? o_O oh wells. happy bdae to that person anyway. ^^