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Ali Tse Poem
Did my words tire you out
Were my actions too loud
Was my love not as soft as you wanted
Since the first moonlight you knew the jigsaw wasn’t bonded
But you still picked it up and glued the pieces down
Just to throw it away because the missing piece would always pronoun
Copyright © Ali Tse | Year Posted 2023
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Ali Tse Poem
The bypassing kids looked at me hastily with their eyes sparkling, foreheads sweaty
but somehow they weren’t tired.
The girl climbed onto the swings with her hair being a mess, even though she was visibly bigger than him still the little boy pushed her.
Laughing loudly and showing all his teeth just like I do when I see the trees again with the sun shining through them,
I feel the little boys energy just by looking at him.
I recognise her smile,
it’s soft but genuine, the excitement of swaying higher and higher, beaming from her face.
I never really cared for children,
I heard their laughs but I rolled my eyes when they cried.
Then you came along and I hesitated, in those little children I saw us.
And for a moment raising a little you whom I would give all the care and affection in the world, sounded close enough to achieve,
safe enough to do.
Next time I saw you I wondered where the twinkle from your eyes and the childish innocence hid.
In the broad shoulders you built
like a brick wall to protect you from growing up?
Maybe deep inside your heart those youthful laughs still echo, escaping when a far relative brings up how tall you’ve grown.
Would you push me on the swings?
Copyright © Ali Tse | Year Posted 2024
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