As I sit and stare
into the rushing waters
at my favorite fishing hole
I can't help but reflect
like the sunshine off the water
I remember just how smooth
you played things off
like the water
rushing over the jagged surface
of a rough rock
You soothe my soul
God, how I wish
I could have it all back!
The cards just weren't in place
If I could,
I would take it all back!
I would be the one,
NOT you!
But alas, this was not meant to be.
As I sit and slip away,
I can't help but think.
Why can't I be
smooth like you?
About the Creator
There's A Hole in My Bucket
It’s a well-known fact that Liza Dufresne was always the brains in the family. She was the one who always came up with the brilliant schemes the Dufresne kids carried out when they were younger. Like when they tricked Mrs. Claybourn into paying for a trip to Disney World. Liza convinced her that their parents had been kidnapped and were being held for ransom for the total price of three tickets. In reality, they were away on a weekend getaway for their anniversary. When they returned, Liza told the Claybourns that they did not like to talk about the ordeal. Their parents never found out how they got the money. Mrs. Claybourn never found out that the Dufresne parents were never really in any danger.
By David E. Perry4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
This was so heartbreaking and emotional. Loves your poem!