the lessons I learned well
it's not that I'm not smart
you know I'm quick as hell
an enigma to my friends
at most things I excel
you taught me how to smile
at the silliest things
to enjoy a smooth latte
it's a Starbucks thing
and to enjoy a love
the kind that your heart brings
you taught me how to dance
as time moved too fast
I knew you were here for now
not how long we could last
when the dance was over
is when you turned your back
the lesson I learned best
was learned after you were gone
no longer hearing you sing
any of my favorite songs
the breaking of my heart
that just keeps stretching on
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
2 comments:
Although sad, this poem is well written.
I enjoyed reading this.
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