Jackie Symonds Poems

You are an arrow in Cupid’s quiver,
You slice through hearts
Like a chef with a knife,
You words so skillful
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I am in a forest
with trees that are emerald green,
that have trunks tall and lean.
The sun is shining brightly
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The sun is leaving.
I am all alone.
Its rays are barely reaching me,
and I am losing hope.
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You may think its funny
that I walk this way.
If you think I'm as sweet as a bunny,
Then you haven't looked close enough,
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When I run
Its like nothing can touch me
I am in my own world
Full of happiness.
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The eagle sits on its nest
letting its eggs get some rest,
It's golden eyes,
let it see
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I sat on the metal school bench
Thinking.
Hard.
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