I used to have a green swing set.
I brought it with me when I left.
Some pieces fell along the way.
It doesn’t swing the same today.
I used to have a green swing set.
I brought it with me when I left.
Some pieces fell along the way.
It doesn’t swing the same today.
Why do books and houses use such similar terms?
To say ‘stories’ and ‘chapters’ sounds quite absurd.
"Do you celebrate Pineapple Tuesday?" She asked him, wildly.
His brow furrowed, "What reason would there be?"
She rolled her eyes, "Life's far too short to have reasons for everything."
"That's just my opinion." He says, defensively.
Her smile grows in response to the irony...
"And that's my opinion. Just cause it is different
does not mean it's presented in conflict."
I have a pet rock, that no one knows about
Because long ago, I left him on the ground
Today he may be anywhere, a traveler at heart
I knew my rock could go much farther, apart
For I am slow to travel, and slower so to change
But there is so much out there, for the rock to face
I was too afraid, to go on to the world
But my rock was courageous, and easily bored
So I made a promise, to find him one day
When I no longer wished, for life to be the same
Years I have waited, apart from my old friend
But today will be different, I will look for him instead.