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Best Poems From
BIRDIE ANDERSON
(June 1, 1993-someday someway)
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Knight
Our eyes meet
Our heart's greet
We both smile
And hug so sweet
Your brown eyes
Mirror mine
Yet you still don't see
What lies in mine
It's a heart for you
It's a love for you
It's me ready
To give you
Everything you need
You're my only
You're my one
The guy the girls
Talk about
You're that knight in armor
That prince in disguise
Coming to save me
But you're playing
Not paying attention
To what tower holds me
And the dragon you avoid
How many nights have I cried
Longing for a little more
Since it's lust that drives
Most people these days
I'll prove that true love
Can wait
You're my only
You're my one
The guy the girls
Talk about
You're that knight in armor
That prince in disguise
Coming to save me
But you're playing
Not paying attention
To what tower holds me
And the dragon you avoid
Oh look at clock
It's almost time to move on
But I still refuse to go
I'm waiting for you to grow up
And hopefully your future will be me
Cause your mine
And I hope with my heart
My knight will save me
Birdie Anderson
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My Dream
I imaged myself
As pretty as I can be
With the water fall behind me
And my long, thick, shiny hair is down
And my bright, white teeth form a smile
And my sun dress is a light pink color
This is my dream
To be a girl lost in rainbow
To be stranger nice to another
To be alive and feeling alright
To laugh not to cry
To smile not to frown
To love and not hate
I imaged myself
As romantic as I can be
In a golden wheat field
My brownish hair is in a French twist
And my lips are a rosy red
My skin glows very healthily
And my skirt is short but cute
My shirt is tight and a dark blue
Yes this is my dream
To be a girl who is free
To be person kind to the other
To be breathing and relaxed
To be a friend not a foe
To be happy not so low
To be lovely and not hateful
This is my dream for me
Birdie Anderson
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Only the murderer can heal me
If you could see
The love I feel for you
Then I'd be a light
To bright for your
Sight to understand
Instead you hold up
A dark hand
Block out my embrace
And let my heart
Die before the
Actual race
It's all a game
In my head
I thought I loved you
But now I wish
I was dead
Cause your rejection
Shook my walls
So hard
That the ceiling
Came slamming down
I'm shattered
And numb with pain
Blood pumps quickly
Within my veins
My body screams to me
Your heart is physically
Dieing
Do something!
But alas I can't
There are only
One set of hands
That can mend these
Shards
Only ten fingers
Can weave my heart
It's the bad guy
Who started it all
He's the one that
Let me fall
And still
He cares
Not one bit
Not at all
Birdie Anderson
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Persian Ballet
Starting their Persian ballet
The fireflies are on their way
The dusk begins to end the day
As the grass bends like the sea waves
With rush of wind
And the kicking of sand
Wear your red point shoes
With the nodding of heads
And the arms stiffened
Everything is in a harmony
Step after step
Swing after swing
This is what we call
Dancing
The deer leap to each heart beat
The dancers sing to another sweetly
The children the watch
As mother forgets to weep
With rush of wind
And the kicking of sand
Wear your red point shoes
With the nodding of heads
And the arms stiffened
Everything is in a harmony
Step after step
Swing after swing
This is what we call
Dancing
As the dancers eyes collide
And hearts bells ring inside
A plague of thoughts
The children now have been taught
Ending their Persian ballet
Bowing heads are heavy
Arms are steel and weak
This is what we call
Dancing
Birdie Anderson
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