Being a record of the creative outbursts of one Erin Woods: poet, dreamer, and initiate of children's publishing.

Friday, March 23, 2012

A silly, little poem

 

He gave her a violet.
She gave him an orange.
He have her a turquoise on top of a ring.
They feasted on greens topped with chestnuts and peaches—
The colours ran out then—and so did their fling.




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2 comments:

  1. this is actually kind of sad :(

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    1. I know... I thought about re-writing it to make it happier, but that line wrote itself and I couldn't seem to get rid of it.

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