Monday, January 9, 2012

I hope you know it’s true

Mister Boy,
              You’re mad right now and the tears
fall down your face.

Lovely Boy,
   You’re sad again and the fears
forget His grace.

You believe you’re misunderstood.
Oh, I would comfort you if I could.

But you turn away,
within your bad day
and I don’t know what to say.

Except, ‘I love you’
and,”I’m here.’
and I hope you know it’s true.
That I do and I am, whenever you are blue.


submitting at Jingle Poetry and The Poetry Palace

9 comments:

  1. Awesome write, Nicole. Sad when those we love withdraw, refusing our comfort and love.

    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2012/01/08/billy-bully-bull/

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  2. Psssst..
    Tag! Your it..
    http://melissanevaehjiedyn.blogspot.com/2012/01/tag-your-it.html

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  3. love this,

    I do recall that little child go stubborn, but they learn their lessons,

    cheers.

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  4. strong, strong words here - emotive too - nice seeing it up at Poetry Palace

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  5. beautiful story on sadness.
    well done,

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  6. I understand the emotions you displayed with this piece. it was little hard to read because of the font.

    http://mrblaque78.wordpress.com/2012/01/11/discarded-without-hopes/

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  7. Like the expression

    http://wanderwithoutbeinglost.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-wish-me.html

    Wander

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