
I sat outside,
Watching my neighbor's house
Burn down.
I was excited to call you
When I woke up the next morning.
I knew you'd be asleep right now.
I would tell you all
About the bangs
And pops.
Plumes of scarlet
Rising over the
Dark treetops.
I couldn't call you,
Now our later.
It makes me so sad.
I am reminded that you
Are with me
All of the time.
You are watching
the house burn down
with me.
I miss you, dad.
I Sit Outside
I sit outside on
Days that look nice.
Without the wind,
It looks like
A warm day.
It's a beautiful walking day.
Birds ringing,
Squirrels chattering.
Trees not yet blooming,
But it's close. Grass,
Both bibrant, lush green
Newley sprouted comes
Around leaves still brown and abundant.
It's cold but that's
Okay.
It makes me feel with you.
About the Creator
Dusti West
Pronouns: they/them
I have been writing for about 10 years now. I started with fanfiction on Wattpad and I still post there. This is mostly poems and short stories. Currently, II'm working on a novel.


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