RebeccaA Poem by MeghanHe stared into the fireplace watching the flames rise and fall; jump and flash And when he threw more newspaper to kindle the fire, for just a moment, it burned the same kind of green flecked with orange that was in her eyes, and he thought of her again in the cream dress she wore when she was bored dancing and spinning in circles eyes smiling and laughing... He never knew just how sad she was.
© 2011 Meghan |
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4 Reviews Added on August 2, 2011 Last Updated on September 20, 2011 |