Poem 15(Hazel Eyes)
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I wrote this poem yesterday. My Pagan teacher asked everyone in the class to write a song about ourselves for Brigids Day that my circle family will be celebrating on Feb the 3rd. I tried so hard to come up with a song about myself, but its hard. So I decided to write a poem. I'm better at writing poems then writing songs. My poem is a little morbid. But I hope you all like it
Hazel Eyes
As I lay down to sleep,
I start to dream.
Dream about a little girl I once knew.
I can see her taking ballet classes and singing with a brush as a microphone.
I can see the very close bond she once had with her brother.
I can see all the tough choices she never got to choose.
As the dream progresses,
I start to see the beautiful green eyed girl disappear
And the dream goes black.
I start to become increasingly scared that this girl is gone.
As I start to search for answers, I start to hear two little voices.
“I miss mom.” “I know you do, but we are only here for 3 more days.” I wanna go home” “Me too”
The dream starts to come back and I see her and what appears to be her brother in a small dark crawl space.
A place they never minded going. A place they went to a lot. A place for protection.
The dream starts to fast forward and stops on the girls 15th Birthday.
I can see her walking the halls at school her freshmen year.
She looks happy. Many friends, lots of clubs she’s in, enjoys singing in the choir.
Tragedy hits the school and 7 classmates die within 3 months and everyone is in mourning.
Sad and shocked, the girl gets through it and now she’s a senior.
The girl didn’t apply herself very well and 3 weeks before graduation she finds out she won’t be walking down with her 2004 class.
The dream once again goes fast forward and I see the girl in her 20’s.
She is married to a man she can’t stop smiling about.
She has an amazing family.
She’s found friends she couldn’t imagine loosing.
She’s found a circle of people she loves as family
And she has a job she loves.
Realizing the dream is about me, my struggles and good times
I know there is nothing standing in my way.
I take a deep breath and smile.
Awake.
♣Sublimε GuЯl♣™
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Gorgeous pic/beautiful poem!
That photo is awesome and so is your poem. Linda will love it. ?
I loved the poem and the photo!
Voted up, best wishes Lesley











Phoebe Pike Level 7 Commenter 3 months ago
The title at first made me pause because I saw the picture and thought, "But the picture has green eyes!" but after reading your beautifully written poem, I thoroughly enjoyed it. Great work! I'm glad you added in a green-eyed girl.