Girl Named Fate

Missing my friend... and listening to a lot of Simone White...

Oh the milestones grow heavy

I can barely lift them up

I beg them to slow down

But instead they’re speeding up

With no one to stand and help me

Blow the candles out on the cake

Instead I have to settle

For the new girl named Fate

'Cause I will wither and decay

With every passing day

Starting to loose sight

Of my sense of fun

'Cause you are beautiful and bold

And you’ll never suffer old

I know you will stay

Like this, forever young.

Yes I know that its pretentious

To pretend that I could choose

In jaded ways I’m happy

That youth was mine to loose

On a printed piece of paper

I carry you around

And if I imagine hard enough

Your voice still has a sound

'Cause I will wither and decay

With every passing day

Starting to loose sight

Of my sense of fun

'Cause you are beautiful and bold

And you’ll never suffer old

I know you will stay

Like this, forever young.

And I promise to come see you

When I find myself back home

And sit down right beside you

So you're not alone

And I'll bring you wildflowers

The prettiest I can find

Until I have to make my way

And leave you behind

Reviews

[Ashira Macy]

You are clearly very clever in your choice of words. This poem tells two stories to me. One that was unfairly cut short, and the other slowly withering. Beautiful job, I loved this.

[Amanda Marie]

Thank you Ashira Macy.

[Everett DeValle]

Your poem feels so familiar...like an old dear friend...strange how time can transcend in a paradigm shift when I read a very good poem...it's like drug...the head rush...and the high...your poem brought me there. Nicely done.

[Amanda Marie]

Thank you for Everett, I'm glad you were able to enjoy it. Its very dear subject to me. So, thank you.

[Everett DeValle]

I'm sure it deeply is, Evangeline...you are very welcome. I truly enjoyed reading your poem.