Creative Writer Meets The World

You can still make me smile, Even after not seeing you for so long, Even after not talking to you for many years, Those years have seen changes in the both of us, We both traveled life’s road, And we both been heartache and hardship, We both have dealt with things without the other, And with a simple apology, And a simple conversation, We were friends again, Recalling the good times of our life, Remembering the joy that we had once, Remembering that there was beauty not just hardship, Makes me smile, Being able to put the past behind us, And to let go of those hurts of yesterday, And just the natural way we can talk, You can still make me smile, You can still make me have a good time, Sometimes the simple things are the things we forget, When there has been hurt and hardship, When there has been tears and pain, We forget about all the good things that we have, Because the pain cuts us so deep, That we shared from those times long ago

Red and golden skies, Clouds of pure white, That streak the sky, The sun rising on yet another summer day, Memories of old come rushing forward, A conversation sparks memories of a summer, Of many years ago, Of times that were simple and free, Of times when all we cared about, Was just the simple joy of being together, No worrying about trivial things, No worrying about difficulties, No worrying about anything but us, Just holding hands and kissing under the sun, Just being together worrying about nothing, Summer sun didn’t always last, Sometimes heartache would come, But sometimes the summer would hold on, Hold on despite the coldness from the fall, Hold on despite the hardships of winter, Hold on through the tempest of spring, Hold on through every obstacle in front of us, Red and golden skies, The smell of cut grass in the air, The memories of you and I come rushing to me, The days of those yesterdays, The days of simple and b

Emotions are more than just fickle feelings, Are more than just happiness or being sad, Than feeling depressed or lonely, Or being in despair or pain, Emotions are not something that just go away, Or fade into distant memory, They are something that hold to the depth of your heart, The depth of your soul,           The depth of your life, They hide in the recess of your mind, And prickle up when you are unaware, They catch you off guard, When you want to hid, Emotions are more than just passing feelings, Those that might just stay around a little while, And play with your heart, And play with your mind, And keep you thinking of those past times, Keep you thinking about things that were buried deep, Deep into your heart and soul, Deep where you thought were no longer, Where you start remembering the good times, And not just the bad of yesterday, Emotions are more than just a passing thought, Of wondering how someone is, Wondering if