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This is the first poem I wrote about Me and Meagan, its kind of written symbolic, but its easy to tell what I am writting about, in the poem I tell how I am "walking rose in hand" meaning that I have my love in hand, but was afraid to tell anyone about what I thought, at the time I wrote this I didn't think I would be able to ever ask Meagan out but here I am now, as you can see I gave her the rose talked about in this poem. It is amazing how much has happened since I wrote this poem, things I could only dream about are now true!

Marcus sent these roses to me when he was on his class trip
Your Rose

I am walking rose in hand
I know where it should be
But I am afraid, what will you think
You are so much more than me
Should I let things be?
Is it just an insane thought
To think of you wanting this rose?
Why cant I think of the words?
To tell you what I think of you
Why is my mouth tied when I am around you?
I have been with you for so long
If only I could see your thoughts
As it seems you can see mine
I sit at home every night thinking of you
Whenever I see you my heart beats a little faster
You seem to be all I have to look forward to
But as I walk, rose in hand I feel so timid
I feel so unimportant in your mind
If I could just come to you and tell you
All that I think of you
If things would be that simple
But I am afraid, afraid of the unknown
Afraid that you dont see me though the same eyes
That I am made to see you though day after day
This rose is for you
I cannot give it to anyone else
But for today I put it away
Maybe I will get the courage tomorrow
The courage to hand you my love
But tomorrow always seems so far away.

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