A/N: I'm trying to get my creative juices flowing as I start working on my IOP (I'll be pretty inactive til that's done on Friday) and this is what came of it xD
Cornfield
I see you, you know
Your golden locks fluttering in the breeze;
Sparkling in the afternoon sun
I always come by and find you
Sitting alone in the cornfield;
Nimble fingers toying with unripe husks.
Sweetie, why do you do that?
There’s a whole world outside
If only you poke your head out from between the stalks
And take a deep breath of the fresh air
The world does not smell of dirt and corn
All you have to do is get out of your shell
I come by again, and there you are.
Sitting alone cross-legged in the soil
Hoping no one will see you.
Your jeans are smudged with green and brown;
A reflection of your eyes.
May I sit with you?
I’d like to take the time to get to know you
Your presence intrigues me
And I would like to know your story
For no matter what your past is
Or the dark thoughts that swirl through your head
My dear sister, I will always love you
