Charlotte was confiding her secrets to the teeniest tiniest toads.
they sat and listened with interest. None of her stories was old.
their silence and lack of suggestions was more important than gold.
Charlotte loved sitting by the pond and sharing with her sweet tiny toads.
Confiding her deepest secrets in the crescent moon
Is an elderly witch, who does not flinch or swoon.
She is dressed in white, looking like an angel fair.
There is a touch of magic in the cool night air.
The moon feels honored, so he listens carefully.
He is thrilled that she includes him in “blessed be”.
Witches are not bad, he tells the black holes and stars.
She is one of the best, an angel, one from the planet Mars.
Today was a good day
And that takes a lot for me to say
You're different but
You'll never admit it
So I say it aloud in your stead
What is happening in you head
I have not a clue
But I have seen you be happy
If only for a few
Moments fleeting past
As solid as the rain
Hoping for them to last
But dampened by the pain
They ache so loudly
Falling so hard
Feeling like a failure
But not at all what you are
Just longing for someone
to whom you can spill out the words
Like a melancholy song
That just needs to be heard
There comes a moment
When I need to chat
So I would confide
With a close friend
Telling in writing
All of my news
As I jot my words
The pen would not stop
Until all my news
Is all written down
Often I've been accused of being too righteous and wise;
a zealot putting all his efforts in an unquestionable faith,
and my trust is never weakened by a delayed promise.
Others have gone from this earthly place, to rest in unattended graves;
I've been derided by their indignant, loud laughter,
and you think I would have been intimitated by their offensive words?
Never did I react unkindly, just ignored them and walked away,
not knowing that they would have been cursed and faced punishment;
and with premonition, I had foreseen every event of their destiny.
Today, confiding in someone who will take time to listen...
will give me a reliance not smeared with absurd ridicule;
I can give good advice: unforgettable words that will remain.
Confide in selfless, trustworthy friends who show concern and self-assurance,
by their deeds you will know the trueness of their evident honesty;
so why wait and not run to one as I... and not start living without reluctance?
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