So today I’m sharing a poem I wrote. Most people who know me don’t really know that I wrote poems. I mean, I don’t go around speaking in poems or anything and after I write them, they’re just hidden away in a cabinet or filed away on the notes of my phone. I come from a long line of poem writers- well, at least I know my Meme (my mom’s mom), and my dad, wrote poems. I am guessing they’re not the first ones from either side of my family to write poems, but they’re the 2 I know of.
I have a few of theirs. Meme has a journal of her poems, and my dad has papers here and there and letters with poems. It’s in my blood.
So I thought why not share them. Some are serious, some are funny, some are just random thoughts. Enjoy!
You’re as slow as Christmas
And I don’t know why
I keep believing you’ll change
You build me up, you let me down, you keep spinning round and round.
You’re as fast as lightening and I love you so.
You move and groove to and fro.
You beat the rush,
you are too much
You get me giddy as little kitty.
You’re on again off again never stable.
I love, I hate, I crave the label.
you give you get, you’re a taker, you’re fatal.
You’re a wealth of knowledge though dumb as rocks.
How hard can it be to find the Grinch socks!?
I give you up, you suck me back in.
I’ve wasted an hour and then
Aahh Haaa- you have the power again.
Or fake it till you make...
me give in.
You found em! click! “One-click-buy” is my jam.
Until after December and this holy season with the fam!
I’m stuck with you as my only option, please internet speed up and get me what I need.
If only you were never born we’d all have less greed.
Yes indeed.
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