Coming Back Home~~Revised
When I left you
I pretended
I didn't care about you
anymore
so that you'd miss me
no more
Now it's a brand new year
yet it's still wet
and freezing cold outside
I hear the howling
and hope it's not you
that are crying
I'm coming back home
from a long journey
not to tell you
many a story
but to see
if you've found
your own rose garden
I Wrote a Poem for You~~Revised
I wrote a poem
for you
but I didn't send it
though
still kept in a jar
beside a bunch
of purple lavender
You live half a world away
yet you should've read
those words
by now
for they were
from the depth
of my soul
The Fair Lady at Yuletide
One layer after another
the fancy clothes she puts on
are more than sufficient
to veil the damage
time has caused
to her withering body
and to pass her off
as a bunch of tulips
at yuletide
Nevertheless
who knows
in the season
of flowers and bees
she did humble many
a butterfly
simply in her birthday suit