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Jennifer Pollard Poem
The thoughts I have going through my mind don't seem to cover
everything my heart keeps spouting.
If life was as simple as listening to one or the other,
there would be no stress for us to uncover.
The things we see don't see to matter, when one is listening to the other.
If we could change time to where they coincide,
then neither would matter.
To the thoughts going through my mind,
will you please stop and see what my heart is screaming.
I need the peace that could be released, I need the time to recover.
Copyright © Jennifer Pollard | Year Posted 2016
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Jennifer Pollard Poem
I wrote you a story
Not one you can see
It's jumbled in my head
you see...
It's got verses, and rhymes
It's all about us
but putting it on paper
has become a thing,
it doesn't seem to flow
It doesn't want to go.
It's a story of us with
an untold future.
I can guess a million ways
that this could end.
A million in one chance,
I could tell you the end.
But an end is not what I see,
its the jumbled mess in the middle
that I need you to see,
help me un jumble,
help me get the verses and rhymes down
I need you to stand beside me through the mess you see
an end to the story is not what I want to see.
Copyright © Jennifer Pollard | Year Posted 2016
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