This one I started to write as a silly little poem, but looking back it reminds me of how silly poetry can really be. This poem can be taken so many different ways it's not even funny; hell, there's even a really serious meaning behind it if you want to get into it.
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MY CLOUDGAZER
I carry a basket as we climb up the hill
Seeking out the perfect table.
But you point to the clouds and giggle.
I say I'm willing if you're able!
Lying side by side, we gaze upon distant marshmallows,
The tablecloth a comfy pillow
As we laugh and smile and find all sorts of shapes
Hey look, an armadillo!
We see monsters, birds, faces and mythical beasts
All in their fluffy shapes,
Holy crap, is that Draco holding Hermione
As she closes the drapes?
I can do this forever, I think to myself
As the heavens entertain,
Giggling and smiling, cuddled together, looking always up,
Here without life's pain.
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2 comments:
dang! that's our picnic right there!!!
Hahahahah yes it is! That's indeed what I was going for!
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