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Heather Carpenter Poem
Let go
Ill crawl on my own.
Let go
I’ll go down the slide.
Let go
I’ll make friends.
Let go
Ill ride my bike.
Let go
I’ll live my life.
Let go
I’ll do great, you’ll see.
Let go
Ill succeed and make you
Proud.
Just Let Go!
Copyright © Heather Carpenter | Year Posted 2011
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Heather Carpenter Poem
I know a place where many people would like to visit but cant. I know a place where a lot
of people don’t know I go. I go to this place when no one can get a hold of me. This place
is full of music, it got vivid bright colors. The music plays all the time. I have a
husband with no face and kids with no faces. But lately those faces are blurry. Getting
clearer, at least for the husband it does. The colors though, bright and beautiful, show
all the meaning in this place I go to. The blue so blue that its bluer than the ocean.
Bluer than my eyes and yours as well. The house is built just to my liking. The cat walks
by and looks up at me and meows. The dog barks in the back ground, the fish makes bubbles,
and the kids giggle in the other room. I’m in the kitchen cleaning and making dinner while
I hear the TV on in the living room and he’s playing a game while talking to the giggling
kids. I walk in there to see the colors on the screen of the computer as beautiful the
ones I see. The red of the shirt he is wear and the blonde of his hair. The giggle that
pierces my thoughts and I turn to see the little girl all full of joy. The couch ruby red
just like the ruby I wear around the neck. The diamond on my finger is shinier that I've
ever seen. The earrings in my ears dangle around my neck. Then the cry of the little boy
needing his diaper changed laying on the dark emerald green blanket with the yellow
giraffe on it. In walks the sandiest of brown and white dogs with so much energy that her
face looks like its almost smiling. The cat comes in from the other door and rubs
affectionately on the little girl whose laugh punctured my thoughts just moments before. I
look back at the little boy on the couch whose cries now have punctured these thoughts. I
turn and walk over to him. I pick him up and say why you crying my little man. His tears
fade and a smile comes to his face. In this place I'm finally me and I'm finally happy
again. This is my place and no one can take it from me.
Copyright © Heather Carpenter | Year Posted 2011
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Heather Carpenter Poem
When you think of love,
You think the Knight and shining armor.
The gallant steed at his side.
The charming smile.
You think of Prince Charming.
When I think of love,
I think of the kiss on the forehead.
The unexpected hug from behind.
That smile when you think I’m not looking.
I think of you.
I may not be in love.
But I know I am loved.
You never know what life is going to do,
But at least I know I have you!
Copyright © Heather Carpenter | Year Posted 2011
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Heather Carpenter Poem
What if?
I sit and wonder, What if?
If only I was not a toy to you.
I was a shiny toy who lost her luster.
I lost my affection from you.
I’m just a toy, an island of misfit toy.
You never really cared about me enough to want to fight for a future.
Just a toy discarded after minutes of play.
A little piece of plastic that was played with for a short while
Until you decided I’m bored and walked away.
My feelings, hopes, and dreams had no say in this.
Even though you would think because I was part of this mixture I would have.
But you never know how the world is going to turn
Good or bad, you lose all you have.
So why do I feel pain, in all of this?
Why do I wonder if ill ever stop loving you?
Why after all this pain I still want you?
After all you’re the one who discarded me.
You’re the one who didn’t want me.
So why do I wait, and wonder?
What if?
Copyright © Heather Carpenter | Year Posted 2011
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