I am a 40 year old mother of 3 teenagers. I like to write freestyle, a simple form of rhyme. My favorite poet is Edgar Allen Poe.
She stood in the corner
where she tried to hide.
She had been beaten
and she felt dead inside.
...
I see a huge climbing tree
with love inscribed on wood,
carved initials in a heart
where true love surely stood.
...
The night was one of beauty
and she knew it would be great.
The thoughts of fun and laughter
and most of all her date.
...
I glanced in the mirror
and my looks caused a strain.
My image was sloppy
and my appearance was plain.
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You are the kind of friend
that wipes away the tears.
You comfort like an angel
that also calms my fears.
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