Pathetic Fallacy

Do you miss me my love?
Do you ache for my touch?
Do you yearn for the trove?

Do you grasp for the clutch?

Hear my voice in the wind
My caress through the rain
The moon turning your chagrin
And the sun from which you abstain
Lift your dagger from the snow
Polish the tip with the stones
Your charming smile you bestow
Your nimble hands grab for the bones
You're a God with your lightning bolt
You're a monster emerged from the skies
Changed the law and watched us revolt
Servants of your love you chastised...

Number One.

You're growing up now
You're living the life of double digits
You grew tall like a tree somehow
No longer are you the family's midgit
This is poem number one
Of the nine that I will write
So maybe one day when I'm gone
You'll read this and never give up the fight
You're a talented and smart little girl
And right now you're swimming in innocence
Since you have a heart as big as the world
Wanting to share off your brilliance
Don't be the advocate
Be unique and special
Don't keep the shell of your heart delicate
Be courageous and gentle
Allow right to pummel the wrong
Follow your heart and not the mind
Never give up, always be strong
Because in the end this life will be kind

This is poem number one
It will be the mirror of the wraith
Keep this, even after I've gone
Chin up...and keep the faith

Afsana on her 11th
23/11/11

.x Wandering Daydreamer x.