POEM: Destiny

Pure Writing
What is my destiny.

Go ahead.

And, make fun of me.

I waited with open arms.

With no alarms.

They you came.

In style, still the same.

I greeded you.

With respect.

In full effect.

But, I notice something funny.

Not, as sweet as honey.

My conversation.

Was very respectful.

But, you thought I was dull.

What does destiny hold?

I am lost.

But, with my friend.

Called hope.

FIN

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  • Bridgitte Williams11/3/2008

    I loved. :-) Good one.

  • Pure Writing6/7/2008

    Thanks guys.peace.

  • Deneale K. Williams6/7/2008

    Destiny is my new and first and only (thus far!!!) Grand daughters name! LOL This was awesome, as always uplifting and eye opening. Rivetting in fact, I so love reading your words.

  • Bridgitte Williams6/4/2008

    Bravo! May you greet every single day with hope. :-) I really liked the ending of this. Here's to no greed!

  • 3lilangels6/4/2008

    Lovely one here!!!!!!!!

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