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At the Sakura Tree
At the Sakura Tree I will wait,
the place we once met,
the place we last met.
Like a first
and last kiss,
you were always on my mind.
You would always stroke me gently
whenever I'd done something bad,
just to show gratitude.
I can see your face
giving me a broken smile.
A smile filled with joy
and sadness.
The way you brush my
crimson-like fur with your hand
take away my preying nature.
And how did it feel?
When you wrap your arms
around me,
embracing me.
But, you haven't come lately,
when will you?
Will you come back
and groom this scared little fox
once more?
When will you come back?
You have taught me so many things,
like a book that had never been touched,
yet you pick it up and kept turning
the pages to a new chapter.
Will you come back?
I'm not finish,
my story is still going,
but it can't go on to a new chapter
by itself.
How long have I been waiting for you?
The memories of you is
fading away,
I try my best to keep it safe.
The memories would disappear soon anyway,
like somebody ripping out the pages.
You're not coming back are you?
How long has it been
since you were gone?
I can't remember you face clearly anymore,
but I still remember the warmness from your hand,
so I'll wait for that feeling to come back to me.
I will wait, waiting for my first
and only friend.
the place we once met,
the place we last met.
Like a first
and last kiss,
you were always on my mind.
You would always stroke me gently
whenever I'd done something bad,
just to show gratitude.
I can see your face
giving me a broken smile.
A smile filled with joy
and sadness.
The way you brush my
crimson-like fur with your hand
take away my preying nature.
And how did it feel?
When you wrap your arms
around me,
embracing me.
But, you haven't come lately,
when will you?
Will you come back
and groom this scared little fox
once more?
When will you come back?
You have taught me so many things,
like a book that had never been touched,
yet you pick it up and kept turning
the pages to a new chapter.
Will you come back?
I'm not finish,
my story is still going,
but it can't go on to a new chapter
by itself.
How long have I been waiting for you?
The memories of you is
fading away,
I try my best to keep it safe.
The memories would disappear soon anyway,
like somebody ripping out the pages.
You're not coming back are you?
How long has it been
since you were gone?
I can't remember you face clearly anymore,
but I still remember the warmness from your hand,
so I'll wait for that feeling to come back to me.
I will wait, waiting for my first
and only friend.
AUTHOR'S COMMENT: I thought of this in 6th grade when I wrote a small piece of it on an index card along with the picture. I lost [ or threw it away ] it later on in my life but this is something that I really liked. I totally forgot how it goes so I ended up making this which I think is really bad in my case >.<
There was actually a sequel to this ( Which was on the back of the index card xD ) but I don't think I'll do it cause I also forgot how this one goes.
I never like this poem in my opinion :L
This is a free verse, I'm not trying to make it rhyme or anything like that .-.
OH and by the way, I need another word for warmness cause it doesn't sound right to me. Kept on writing WARMTHNESS.
I quickly over line the picture because I thought it look ugly for some reason, I do have the original and you can see it here:Spoiler
Tell me which one you like better :]
it's you, not your. or you're. lol, it was a good poem, though!
