Here's the other one I wrote to end the chapters. I'm feeling super-inspired tonight, so I'm gonna get back to writing....
December
December pours down upon me
It's white, and it's bleak, and so cold
Another year has passed between us
Lies sleeping beneath my feet
I've finally buried her memory
At the crossroads of the year
How do you rate a lifetime in a year
Do you count the days you lived
The time you spent fighting, working
Is it the love you made, or the love you gave
Or is it just that you existed
To the crossroads of the year
About Me
- DrSketch
- If you've never heard of me before, how did you find your way here? Nevermind, doesn't matter. Everyone calls me Dr Sketch, and I write poetry. Some of it's happy, some of it's sad, not all of it is good, but I try to only put up the best of it on here. I'm not very "regular" about updating, but try to get one or two updates a week done...
1 comment:
Ah Sketchie these are both so GOOD. I really love the last one!
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