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My substitute

My substitute
If I was to be published then I would have no need for a wish.
If I held my own book in my hands,
Then that would mean that I had accomplished something.
If you were able to feel my poetry,
Then you would find me smiling.
I would always be smiling when I met up with you;
If only I could be.
If I ever succeed, then please accept a thank you from me.
If I never make it, then my existence will have counted for nothing.
Only time will tell if I ever did anything right.
With you on my side, I will at least have an eye,
On my future writing; you are my reason to try.
I hope one day I will be able to write something that everybody likes.
Fly on a wire; dance on the moon.
Sky dive into a career; parachute.
Become a light up in the sky.
Your name in brights; I love seeing through your mind’s eye.
You see all that I could be;
You believe in me like I never did.
I hope I do not disappoint;
All I have ever been is me.
Now through rose-tinted eyes I look at life.
So sad to be lost without a wife.
The one thing I always wanted, I will never have…
Please do not be sad.
I am where I am meant to be.
I may not have love,
But I love poetry…
It is my substitute for love and all other things.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

5 Apr 18

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