Angela Colburne Poems

Sparkles

Sparkles on the ceiling,
Remind her of a feeling,
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Head bent low,
Back turned,
The rain pours down around her,
The smells, and sounds penetrate deep into her soul.
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Sitting there across the room
Do you know what I'm thinking about?
Do you think I'm the same kind of fool you're used to?
Do you realize I've figured you out?
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Seasons passing, moving on....
Things go fast, soon to be gone.
What is right?
What is true?
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