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Abbygail Thornton Poem
Beyond a telescope lies a million mysteries.
There is space, a vacuum, filled with solar systems,
And the most beautiful planets orbiting amidst the stars.
Beyond a telescope there are comets which fly by as if they had wings.
There are asteroids which can be fascinating, yet deadly,
And there are puzzles waiting to be discovered.
Beyond a telescope are the galaxies that could nourish life.
There are spaceships searching for entities or beings to prove we are not alone,
Looking for even the smallest sign.
Beyond a telescope there is a cold darkness.
There are unknown and uncalculated risks,
And even petrifying thoughts.
Beyond a telescope lies the knowledge for tomorrow.
There are supernatural encounters,
And boundless new opportunities.
Beyond a telescope lies the answers no one asks.
There are the investigations no one seeks,
And the unanswerable inquiries.
Copyright © Abbygail Thornton | Year Posted 2023
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Abbygail Thornton Poem
Holding your most treasured creation to your breast,
You start to realize it never takes a rest.
Looking into her eyes of brown,
She is welcomed into your world, your town.
Hearing her first word become your name,
Before long, she's walking and time, itself, is to blame.
Her sweet kiss goodbye as she boards the bus,
Watching it roll off into the dust.
With a blink, she's crossing that stage,
A purple and black gown hiding her simple beige.
Smile as big as texas on her face,
Couple more years she'll be wrapped in white lace.
She will then have her own pride and joy,
A sweet, innocent baby boy.
You'll look into her shining eyes,
And discover that time never asks, it just flies
Copyright © Abbygail Thornton | Year Posted 2023
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Abbygail Thornton Poem
He was all hers; from the hairs on his head to the shoes on his feet
Taking over his world little by little, beat by beat.
Each look was for her, each smile too.
Even his gorgeous eyes of blue.
She took his laughter and his dimes,
His thoughts and time.
She stole his affection and his clothes
And his attention whether or not the wind blows.
She took everything he had to give, and then some,
All of his giving never made her happy, so she left, how dumb.
But that gave me a second chance, the one i never thought i'd get.
Now he was mine, just like he was when we first met.
I'd have his mornings and his nights,
His scares and his frights.
The phone calls at nine,
I just can't believe he is mine.
He'll give me his stories and his humor,
And i'll give him my laughter and my future
We'll share our wishes and thoughts,
Our dreams, hopes, and wants.
He's now mine,
Not so he can listen to me whine.
So i can express my feelings,
and just maybe start a new beginning
Copyright © Abbygail Thornton | Year Posted 2023
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