You forgot something—
A stream of morning sunlight
in bed, when you left
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About the Creator
Teresa Renton
Inhaling life, exhaling stories, poetry, prose, flash or fusions. An imperfect perfectionist who writes and recycles words. I write because I love how it feels to make ink patterns & form words, like pictures, on a page.
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If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (10)
Wonderful job!
Love it !
Oh! ❤️
🥹📝♥️✌️
This sandwiches love between such loneliness and hope. So beautiful.
Oh, so tender! This protagonist is so full of hope and sadness and the ratio of the two keep shifting before my eyes.
Superbly written!!! Heartbreaking & left some love💕❤️❤️
I won’t forget to leave a comment! Fantastic Haiku!
What a sweet yet sad poem. I like how the em-dash serves as a sort of visual representation of the stream of morning sunlight in the poem itself. It's very creative. Thank you for sharing this with us.
No words. Beautiful 🤍