I wrote you this sonnet, with all these thoughts of you, it took me all night.
Before I knew it, my heavy eyes were opened by the rising sunlight.
I bought you this sweater, with hope it keeps you warm.
I know how much you like to walk in the cold night, even in a snow storm.
I know I'm not the kind you'd be proud to be aligned.
I wouldn't blame you if you'd walk away from me and if your friendship be declined.
I've cleaned up, emptied all the skeletons and I'm careful now of the things I do.
I'm distancing myself from the demons
From this point forward,
My efforts will be persistent and true.
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Thoughts of You
JM Scoviak, 27 Nov 2014
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From This Point Forward
PoetryPoems based on that moment in your life when you start anew. Life will be difficult at times, it's adapting and overcoming that matters.
