Lucy Garner Poems

Like the small boat,
on a large lake.
Like a large bee,
in a small hive.
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I gained happiness!
I toiled!
I wasted away!
Finally I can lay my sore kneck on cool river bed,
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I said it!
I called it!
You know how difficult that is for me!
I can't say it!
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I hate a boy named -
I love a boy named -
I wont dare say his name...
for he might see it.
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That boy, he was so sweet.
He tried to buy my love from me.
He sulked in my shadows,
he weaved in my long golden locks,
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How can I be one to be?
I turn and twist,
I lurk and become
a piece of you,
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I am the soldier who died in battle,
I am the girl who flinched in her coming out picture.
I am the clerk who sold your ancient soul.
I am the dog who passed your home today.
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I remember the names of soldiers,
carved on the cool marble stone.
I remember the date of death,
on a small cement tombstone.
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Yes the wind tosseled his hair,
Yes the sun reflected his personality,
Yes the water reflected his movements.
But what I loathe most about him;
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