Amanda Swindahl Poems
|4.||Battle Ground Rekindled||2/10/2008|
|7.||This And That||2/10/2008|
|9.||Stitches Without Mending||2/10/2008|
|15.||Lost In Ideal Perfection||3/30/2007|
|17.||Butterflies In Earthquakes||2/10/2008|
|19.||Wick And A Flame||5/17/2010|
Written by: Amanda Swindahl
Little girl with dark hair, and freckles.
Little girl, I wont forget her.
Little girl so brave.
In my heart you are engraved,
these memories ill take to the grave.
Little girl was always there.
Little girl just down the street,
Little girl moved away,
I watched the moving van roll down your driveway,
I turned back around to chase you,
Little girl I missed you,
Little girl it hurt so much.
Little girl I cried tears that fell like broken glass,
Where were you, I ...
Was it love,
or was it lust at first sight.
Look into her eyes,
and she'll lock you in,
steal your heart,
hold you with her hands,
but she'll love you with every piece of her heart.
Uttering words that only mean something with an act of passion.
Silence moves through your finger tips,