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Carlitha Taylor Poem
floating on a log wondering where im going,
hard to see land, absent in knowing.
the days are shorter nights are longer
the memory of u, is still fresh and new
the laughter's i hear, your whispers so loud,
your face i see in mist of a cloud.
you've always bring me joy, not matter the times.
i know your in a such better place,yet selfishness i still find.
i wish to hold your hand,to lay in you arms.
the feeling of needing you here, keeping me from harm.
i've heard u can still see,for your watching down on me.
the tears at night when i hold my pillow tight.
the feel of weakness that plays a great part
yet your whispers i still can hear, and as it comes so clear
that frown becomes a smile.
Copyright © Carlitha Taylor | Year Posted 2013
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Carlitha Taylor Poem
Never mind what they think, ima do me.
so its Ur opinion, i don't have to accept it.
who cares if i don't meet Ur standers, i'm not going to lower mine.
so what, i don't wear designer clothing,
my swag isn't yours.
and so what if i don't wear the name brand shoes; you'll never know where these feet
has traveled.
Sometimes i may wear shades,
Its only to block the sun.
i do walk with my head high,
cause i'm not ashamed.
I'm not shame of
who i am
where i came from
what i did.
life is all about
living
learning
loving & laughter.
With that
IT IS WHAT IT IS.
Copyright © Carlitha Taylor | Year Posted 2013
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