Wednesday, August 13, 2008

books

for every present you've given to me I feel loved
and with each gift from you I move
that much farther out into the world;
each piece of advice you say I heed,
you always know best.
Tonight I'm looking through all these books
and a book-lover-hoarder am I, thanks to you
I am proud of my books, from you
I store them like gems
precious novels of hope and importance
science and fantasy, pictures or not
you've taught me to appreciate
every kind of art, but in the books
I have stored over the years,
definitely this was learned most from you.
I guess this is me saying Thank You
for molding me into a lover of books
almost an obsession,
so if I've read them or not
I still love them like chocolate candybars
books are my dreams. thank you for giving me dreams
I love you mom.

candyapple

Like a salmon-leaping river
swimming down into the sea
i would sing to you every night
just to see you sleep
Like an empty movie-cabinet shelf
akin a fuzzy tv screen
I'm alone without the sound of you
next to me, breathing
Like fruit filling in a danish
making my lips taste so sweet
I can see forever dancing
in the sweetness of your feet
because you're strawberries on shortcake
sugar in a pie
chocolate chips in my cookies
you're the candyapple of my eye
In a castle by the ocean
where our Poley sleeps alone
my heart waits also quietly
for you to come back home
In a city full of strangers
with their chocolate-covered cars
my eyes keep looking skyward
to wish upon the stars
So as summer turns to winter
and salty into sweet
my love keeps truckin happily
with such sweet things to eat
Like strawberries on shortcake
sugar in a pie
chocolate chips in my peanut butter cookies
you're the candyapple of my eye

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