For the first time in a very very long time, I wrote a poem about something happy. I use poetry as a release of emotion, and so many times it's a stress reliever. However, the other day I couldn't contain my joy over seeing two friends whom I hadn't seen in months.
My life is brilliant.
My life is grand.
I saw a Jordan
And a Dan.
I'm up in the sky
My feet over trees.
I flew up there
With the greatest of ease.
"Why does she fly?"
You ask and ponder.
My spirit went up there
Because with theirs, I wandered.
I must confess that at the time I had the song, "You're Beautiful," by James Blunt in my head, and thus the first line was stolen. However, the rest is all original.
My life is brilliant.
My life is grand.
I saw a Jordan
And a Dan.
I'm up in the sky
My feet over trees.
I flew up there
With the greatest of ease.
"Why does she fly?"
You ask and ponder.
My spirit went up there
Because with theirs, I wandered.
I must confess that at the time I had the song, "You're Beautiful," by James Blunt in my head, and thus the first line was stolen. However, the rest is all original.
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