jaybeasley2

it Is difficult to imagine

being happy

when the tragedy that occurred is

so fresh in peoples minds

and what can you say to

comfort someone

when the loss is so great

only a word of being there

and a comforting hug

and every emotion should be dealt with

and to support in your own way

and assist in going through

the pain of getting on with life

knowing you have

a friend

I was

raising you up

to place

you on the altar

to give the gods

a glance at

your beauty,

for it is too good

to keep to myself

and no other

thank you can

cause a collection

of what is

the most holy

taste to kiss

when I am fallen

the sleep was unimportant.

the heat was not required.

the snow was a bonus.

the food was good, sometimes great.

the family was, well, family.

the only thing

that made it all so very worth it

were the kisses.

the kisses were

electric heaven.

to keep up ideas that were
made for this haven’t kept her down
but she was far past the judgment
of such a type, she had no consideration
of thoughts which have made others see her that
way, she wished patience as a thing others should
have not as a way of correction or pity but
rather as a need for them to have it without an
awareness that she was already blessed with
the right amount; and when, if reminded that
she wasn’t appropriately in tune with that particular
attribute of virtue which she obviously
displaced with great courtesy, she would see the Technicolor
storm, she would reply some words which would deflect the realism of what was being said, and become more
with herself in one smile’s moment, the month when she butterflied when she didn’t speak was torture to her friends and sometimes the mere mention on her weekend
that was a nice moment off
she would laugh
“wasn’t this whole life mine?”
didn’t speak was torture to her friends